Art Ingredients
Steel
Glass
Stone
Fire
Wire
Paper
Ink
Beads
Pixels
glitter glue
cement
plaster
combustible/flammable gases (three kinds)
nail polish
marbles
paint
liquid rubber
light bulbs
garden planters
time
pop culture!
muriatic acid
vermiculite
Christmas tree lights
Makita grinding wheels,
and more to come...

I am a complete fool for color. Don't even talk to me if you don't know what Pantone is (just kidding, but it does explain the pictures on this page…). Where would fashion and civilization be without color? I'll tell you where: some extra-scary inescapable Twilight Zone episode. With someone like Margaret Thatcher instead of Rod Serling for a narrator.
I work in my garage. I love my garage. Some would say I have an unhealthy attachment to my garage, but those people probably just have small garages. When I weld or work with the glass torch, the garage door has to be open for ventilation. This leads to many, many hari-kari bug performances in the summer, and temperatures meeting cryo"jen"ic standards in the winter.
I am also an utter fool for beads. I haven't always been this way, and maybe I'll grow out of it, but as it stands now, I could be on my way to claim a lottery winning, an international design prize, a shopping spree, and the winner of the National Most Romantic/Sexy But Not Wishy-Washy/ Neanderthal Man contest, and I would risk being late for all of it if a bead store entered my line of vision anywhere along the way.