Creature(s). Part 3.

It's funny how everything works out. My original plan was simple and short: no. 1 'fix shoe soles', no. 2 'change fabric from violet to green with brown edging'. It didn't include no. 3 'paint dark flowers on the brown leather'. It included itself in the process. Oh, don't get me wrong I don't mind. Actually, it's the best part of creation, because if the original plan and the outcome doesn't differ I hate to tell you but you work in the factory. Or you have better planning and foreseeing the future skills than I do, but I'm better at adapting in the changed circumstances. Or I don't like to announce something as a failure and try as hard as I can to get out of this mess that a sheep would be alive and wolf satisfied. Gosh, it begins to sound too twisted...What I was trying to say, that when process is creative all the way until the end not just plain old technicality I'm really pleased. 

Operation. Part 2.

Becoming doctor Shoesenstein. Part 1.

Shoes and the Frankenstein story have not much in common. But in my case it has. Doctor Frankenstein created a monster by putting together animal and dead human parts. What I did? I didn't went that far away to bring my 'creature' to life, however I created my kind of monster. I will brag a little - mine came out beautiful.  

Magnetic fields.

It's not a coincidence that I'm sitting and writing in my kitchen from time to time staring at the fridge while eating a soup with a small spoon. Not purely for the change of scenery. For inspiration. Many of magnets on the refrigerator are gifts from my friends. Some came from Switzerland, Turkey, Hungary, Sweden, South Korea and USA. Like little flags of countries which me or they, or we visited. Some marks baked pies and mutual hate to one particular learning institution, some were found in bags of Christmas candies or given as a gift to protect from ill-wishing looks. Each can tell a story and I can tell a story about each of them. But today I wanted to write about magnets of my own. If magnets most of the time are associated with going to foreign countries I decided to visit past again and bring something back from it. Because past feels like abroad and I'm a frequent visitor there. Though travels to the past are not the healthiest choice. But if I want to eat a doughnut even if it's not the best choice who's gonna stop me?