Wednesday, January 16, 2013
I am the maker of useless things.
I will be the first to admit that I make them simply because I enjoy the glide of the marker over the surface of the wood.
And then the delicate touch required to leave ink on wobbly wooden surfaces without ruining a technical pen?
Also a delicious experience.
Let's not even *mention* the amorous relationship I have with bright colors and patterns.
Add clothespins to the list of reasons why I must continue to mix my own permanent inks for markers. :)
Everything I do is an excuse to do something else I enjoy. That is the secret to happiness.
Or else I have inhaled too many chemicals from mixing permanent inks. :D
Always a possibility.
Oh, and I put them up in my shop, too. Just in case someone else is as silly as I am.