I didn't make this silver snowflake. It belonged to my partner Judy's mom Muriel. I wore it to the Phillips Collection in Washington DC today where no one seemed to notice or care that I was wearing a snowflake in late June in 90 degree weather.
At the Phillips I saw an exhibit of Antony Gormley's work. Beautiful, deep, fresh, soulful, intricate. Blew me away.
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