The race to complete things for the Maker's Faire is on. 3 days, so ready.
Did a tinge of drawing. A zentangle snail and the start of some flowers.
I might leave these flowers plain, sometimes simplicity is best. I can not make up my mind. I might try to recreate the base so I can go farther without losing what I have.
I remember art class in primary school. The teacher was talking about the hardest part of being an artist is knowing when to stop. I often hear his voice in my head.
He had this treehouse /loft he built in the art room. Good behavior was rewarded by allowing us to do oyr drawing in the loft. I was terrified of heights. I never went up into it- yet I never saw things from the ground lever. Kind of ironic.
What lovely work! The shell on the first one looks stitched!
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