Had an awesome trip to Grand Island today to drop off the awesome haiku poet, Mychael Zulauf, at the airport. Coney Island dogs, home made flan, and cuban coffee in tiny cups. Then we got lost on the way back. Now I kind of want to move to Grand Island. It's the next big thing.
Imagine five of these star fish like things suspended above each other in a line. don't ask why. I need to do something else with those strings though. We'll see how it evolves. Right now I have four sculptures in the works with the plans to start one more. Will I finish anything?
Look at my lovelies! I got them from a junk man in Marquette. All so inspiring. Maybe I'll get around to incorporating them into some embroideries.