So. I've been making things. Out of books. And glue. A lot of glue. Like this:
(See that sign behind it? Although it clearly states not to touch or move this, at least 3 people kicked it. Two have fessed up. I'm still waiting on the third.)
I sort of wanted to shoot myself making it, and it's still not done, but it's mildly enjoyable. I just hide in my corner crazily folding and cutting books for hours upon hours.
I also made these:
Does this look familiar to anyone? I'm fairly sure all of the three people who read my blog will make the connection. Haha... Sometimes I steal my friend's ideas. But generally they're just Christie's and I call it collaboration. (On a somewhat related note, has anyone seen this?) I'm just waiting for Chris to end our friendship and sue me. (I would actually link that to something, but THERE'S NOTHING TO LINK IT TO.)In future I will perhaps post more exciting things about New York, but for now, all you get is this boring book art crap.