OneAndOneIs2

. . . I got dragged to a craft show - Lou's parents had got free tickets.

Hey-ho, I get dragged to a few of them every year, I'm pretty much resigned to it. There's usually a couple of stalls there with enough things that actually interest me that I can stave off utter boredom :o)

They had a large raft of computer-controlled things that looked like printers, but were in fact cunning devices that scanned in the pictures on a piece of paper, and then cut them out.

Slowly. Very slowly.

Okay, I'll admit it was a very neat job. But for £350 ($500?) I think I'd invest in some nail scissors and a scalpel a long, long time before I'd invest in one of these machines. And I'm a gadget freak.

However, there were some 'paintings' I rather liked at one stall. They weren't painted. They were done with pens. Two pens, in fact. And not with lines. Dots.

Essentially, the artist took a black piece of card and put a picture on it using nothing but dots in two colours.

Some of them were quite impressive. I wound up buying two - one for me & one for Lou.

Hers was one called "Cheeky pig". It was her choice, so don't read any implications into that ;o)

Mine was an orang-utan. Unlike the pig, which was overwhelmingly made up of white & pink, the ape is mostly black background with orange (dotted) lines making up his fur - making it a strangely effective picture.

And everybody, everybody, from the woman selling the damn thing to me, to Lou's parents, to my own parents, independantly, made the same crack about me buying a self-portrait.

I sulk now.