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Most of you have already seen my crap, but this is the kinda stuff I used to do when I had spare time and disposable income to blow on art supplies. I call it 'sculpture', but I think it's really just the result of submitting to obssesive-compulsive impulse to mess around with sharp objects and noxious chemicals. Whee.

Someday, I'll actually get around to finding out how much it will cost to get a custom-cut mirrors to go inside them.

Sigh.