Thursday 31 January 2013


Couldn't find any old pics of mine; my parents were very unsentimental when it came to our kiddy paintings. So this is the earliest example of my artistic endeavours: a crib I made out of Fimo when I was ten and my mum still insists on putting out every Christmas, despite the fact that bits have fallen off along the way (the second shepherd still looks quite chipper despite having lost his BOTH his hands)and the baby got lost years ago and was replaced with a tree decoration. Looking at it now, I find their eyes a bit freaky. Apologies for the poor picture quality.

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