At the studio.

Guess where the fly is at.
That´s right, the wooden bench top, now practically famous.
I´m at a point where I just wait for the blips to come to me. I´m putting the finishing touches on a piece and that means using sandpaper wrapped around a stick some times to reach parts of the work I can´t reach any other way. Hard and boring work that seams never to end. I´m trying to do it with the least possible interruptions. Hence, the fly.