I got a package today.
And as you may have suspected, not only could I not wait to open it…
I couldn’t wait to play with the contents either.
I think this necklace might be hideous costume jewelry, but I don’t care. I made it!
Oh, also, it’s another entry into April’s Project Spectrum.
In other bits of life, I finally got a call from the police about my wallet. My report had been transferred from the city police to the airport police, who said we’d probably never know who did it. I suggested that the city police had said the license plate might be on the gas station surveillance footage to which the airport officer replied, “Now that’s an idea.” In such a noncommittal factor that I know it will not be pursued any further. But I have all my replacement cards, even my driver’s license, and though the new photo is not the glamour shot I had before, it’s still pretty good for a license, so we’ll call that chapter closed.
I’ve also been working on one of my big projects and my research took me to the campus art museum’s registrar’s office where I got to look through the files for each of the artworks I’m writing about. I was looking for bibliographies and articles that may have been used to write up the labels but I also ran into requests to reproduce works in articles and books and of course the entire provenance of each piece including letters back and forth between the museum and the person who gifted or sold the piece. I kept feeling like I had been transported to the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler (see the plot summary at Wikipedia), one of my favorite books from childhood (hmmm… telling, no?). Needless to say, I was smiling all day.