Okay, I’ve been playing with the Asylum Sand Art therapy all day, and here are two of my masterpieces. Yes, I am opening my own gallery. If you would like to buy a copy of original sand art, contact my agent.
This makes me think longingly of the church fair when we filled the strangely elongated Pepsi bottles with colored sand. Except I have no source for fried dough or cotton candy here at home. And no scary carnies are hanging around. Well, at least none that I know of.