Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you: One of my lovely fish caves inside of my cousins over crowded incest tank.
Yes. I know.
Here I sit gearing up for Art-a-Whirl, which is a some sort of wandering hot mess art festival in Northeast Minneapolis. You have a program or brochure that tells you of all the ‘participating’ studios in the area that you can visit.
The last time I went to one of these things I noticed a lot of art was being sold but also a lot of people who were passed out drunk before 8pm, and a lot of vegans falling off the wagon with Oscar Meyer hotdogs.
I still don’t know if I will attend, but my sculptures will. My shared studio applied too late so we are not in the program but but but! It will be open May 16-18th from noon till whenever. (Fired up! Studios, on the corner of Hennepin and Stinson building 1701… mpls.)
Oh glorious underglazes! They have made it possible for your fish to disco 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
DISCO IS KING.
I started making fish caves because I felt bad for my betta fish who had to spend all day and all night inside their respective fish bowls.
One day I came home to find a what looked to be a dried up leaf on the floor next to the fish bowls. That’s odd, I thought. How did a leaf end up all the way on the second floor of the house?
Upon further inspection, I discovered that the dried up leaf was the post suicidal corpse of my purple veil tail, D’Mitri. After almost two years he had become so bored with his life that he jumped out of his bowl.
Don’t let this happen to your beloved fish and sea creatures. Give them something to explore, something to do, and don’t forget to re-arrange the environment every month! (This really comes in handy when introducing new fish to a group tank, too.)