My muse has been missing for the longest time. I looked and looked everywhere, and even tried drawing her out by going on various vacation trips. but no matter what I did, she never seemed to come back out. Consequently, I couldn’t do my hobby properly.

I’m one to do arts and crafts. In a world that doesn’t stop to take a breather every once in a while, I believe that one should periodically stop and think about the important things in life. It is my hobby to make crafts out of mundane objects; small trinkets and such from things other people would classify as trash or junk.

Lately, though, my crafts only look like pieces of junk stuck together. While there is a discernable design to them, one can still see what the crafted piece used to be. The idea behind my crafted works is to use these raw pieces of material to create something that looks artsy. Not something that seems like a feeble attempt at recycling.