My work seems to be getting smaller and smaller. I hope that isn't part of a more serious symptom than growing old. On a recent short beach break I was moved to collect some pandanus fronds and make myself some more drawing instruments to replace some I made years ago. They don't last long but work beautifully.
Just perfect for a spot of asemic writing to send off to a new like minded friend. And what nicer way than to make a little book to hold it preciously, combined with appropriate text.
