A couple of months ago I put together a tiny exhibition in the window of Bookartbookshop. In case you're not familiar with it, Bookartbookshop is an amazing place - tiny and packed to the rafters with independent and self published books, full of weirdness and beauty. It's a good spot. It felt nice having some of my work visible to the actual real-life public.
I had a mixture of ceramics, drawings, wire sculptures, and some altered plants. One of the plants I cut all the leaves into the shapes of hands. It looked good, but by the time I took these photos it had shrivelled up somewhat. Quelle surprise.