My collection of plastic bottle tops with which I plan to make something interesting is coming along quite nicely thanks to the naughty litterers that inhabit this land. I picked up these four on the walking parts of my Couch to 5K run yesterday. It was a pivotal point in my athletic endeavours. I passed over the half way mark of the plan. I've decided that when I'm back to running for thirty minutes non stop I'm going to do some of the local Parkruns on Saturday mornings. That will make me get out of bed on a Saturday morning as they start at 9am.
I thought that the lowest misshapen bottle top could make a good vagina on a blue lady! Perhaps not. My art doesn't normally head off in the direction of intimate body parts. I'll leave artistic interpretations of jubblies to other folks for the time-being but I'll warn you if I ever feel a Tracey Emin moment coming on.
This is more up my street. My lovely chummer Aril from Gnat Bottomed Towers send me a link to the Facebook page of Not Just Trash. Just the type of cheapo project to liven up the garden that I was talking about the other day.