Little pink nose.
Playing with his paper on his paper. He’s a weirdo.
Sometimes he poses just right.
Mostly I end up with pictures like this.
This has been happening lately. I make a pendant as usual, but days or weeks after it’s made a yellow-brown color starts to permeate the resin. I have no way of knowing why or how this happens; these coins come from other countries and other times. But I have an idea. I see someone who has a silver coin and sets it aside, on dresser or a mantle, or a nightstand. Probably in that dish or vase where all the bits and pieces end up. And it sits there. For years, gathering dust, and smoke, if there’s a smoker in the house. One day the house is purchases by a new family and all of the stuff sitting around gets packed up, sorted sold. And I come along with my resin and wire and disturb the ghost of the guy with the pipe or the lady with her cigarettes.
Some of this week’s work.