Post #332283 by timidtiki on Thu, Sep 13, 2007 11:01 AM

Aaahhh . . . what a joy it is to sit here in my rocking chair watching what comes from the mind and hands of Paipo . . . from simple, elegant pounamu carvings to complex feats of engineering with wagging tongues, popping eyes, and little shrunken heads with their own little homes. There must be a poem in there somewhere. I'll work on it.