There was a period of time a few years ago when my sons would sit for hours, listening to stories on tape and arranging tiny, plastic beads into intricate designs and then running an iron over them to fuse the beads into a picture.
Jacob and I dug out the beads last Sunday. It was a particularly blustery afternoon but we had a lovely time in front of the fire creating plastic art. Mine was (surprise, surprise) . . .
Medium: plastic beads and heat
Here’s Jacob’s design.
There’s a birthday happening in our house this week so let’s do our 10 minute riff on the word . . .