But it's a start. My new stand-up Junk Art workshop. I figure there's a deep meaning behind my obsession with rescuing bits of rusted metal, ribbon, plastic, glass, and other odds and ends. But, in the meantime I'll settle for the shallow satisfaction of having a place where I can work--if and when I want to.
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Smartz, you better keep that collection under lock and key. We roam in the middle of the night. If it has rust on it, we take it, no matter what, no matter where....hheeehh
hi sandy. how are you? someone mentioned this link. great to hear that you're still kicking ass.
me too. nice photo of my mask
Wow, I am so pleased that you visited my site. Yes, the mask sits on the wall over the head of my bed, protecting me from the demons that come in the night.
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