last sunday, i went to a silver ring workshop.

it was quite fun. i made two rings.
the first one was rather twisted and the second complicated.

i think.. it more less reflects the state of my mind. directly and indirectly.

it always feels good to creat. it's like a proof of you been alive still. but then it hurts the fact that u cannot hind urself well enough in ur work.

totally revealing. nakedly.

bones and flesh.. so real yet so painful.