I'm a tryin' to cross on over here. Wish me well. We set up our first table today to work on things. I just need my first idea. One of our cats loves it and is walking around all the beds and crayons and tags and who knows what else. Time to start a wood fire here as it's kind of cold--and some sort of very large bird just flew by above the trees, omg.
In my avatar, you can see a lovely thing of some kind, my hurdy-gurdy; a whispery, cranky, wonderment of wood and medievalness. Oh, I just still think of hearing soft sounds-- a sort of this scratchy, shadowy kind of noir aestehtic that I am forever stuck in.
...I'm nervous to get started, so far having not yet landed upon my first mail-art idea.
8 May, jcw