I found this bit of twisted wire in the parking lot at college last week, and noticed how humanoid it looked. I tossed it into the disaster area of my art table and forgot about it. But today I actually found myself with no homework or housework NEEDING to be done, so I cleaned up my studio ... and before I knew it, I was turning this bit of wire into a wild-haired, big-hearted woman. After seven solid weeks of hard work and stress weighing upon me every day, I am breathing again. I have no idea where the money is going to come from to feed and house the family, but I am trusting -- in my own wild-haired, big-hearted manner -- the universe to show me the way.
