The cars slide by my office window crisply,
as if pursuing destinations. I've completed the brief I'm working on, and now it's on to
the copy shop.
The idea of binding briefs sparked my thinking about book making. I'd love to be able to bind and make books; maybe I'll borrow a book from the library on it. I find over time that reading about hobbies is the hobby at which I am most skilled.
I sent several mail art photos out last night.
I sure hope my dollar store super glue is working to bond the photos to the corruplast, or
my realistic little nature scenes may be interpreted as some sort of abstract expressionist joke.