Once upon a time I stayed in a cottage situated at the top of the Chehalem hills of Oregon. I was caught up there for a period of time. This was the result of unprecedented snowfall.
While marooned, to amuse myself I attempted to create works of art by crafting containers made from different strands of yarn. The yarn was the medium, the hook was the crafting tool. Actually it turned out pretty well. I’ll show you some of the containers in another post!
So there I was viewing my partially completed yarn work-of-art. I had incorporated a good 50 different colors of yarn to create the effect I was so proud of. I took a picture of my “yarn art” turned back and little jonny had determined that the view from his eyes was something quite different than my view.
The good news is it worked for both of us. The view from my eyes is always unique to me but that is not to say that another’s view may not be equally agreeable – if slightly different in outcome.