Handbags by Timmy Mays

I was an average youngster that played with Barbie dolls and Cabbage Patch Kids. I would sew clothes for them, using scrap fabric that Mom saved for me. Once that became boring, I'd draw portraits of pretty faces from magazines. Eventually that went sour too, so I'd sculpt a plate of spaghetti and meatballs out of Play-Doh. Still... love the smell of fresh Play-Doh.

Then and now, I suffer from creative ADD. I'm guilty of starting projects and leaving them unfinished (if you know the cure for this, please, enlighten me). I don't know much about math, science or politics, but I can manage a needle and thread - and I know this brings me to my happy place.