I don´t often make canes. Fimo soft makes it nearly impossible to do without a lot of distortion. This cane is a year old and I like the colors of it. And flowers are so lovely to make in polymer clay. I envy all those making perfect flowers for their jewelry.
Anyway, I kind of like this little mouse and the ring to go with it. Since I made it for me it don´t matter that it´s not perfect.
But what does perfect mean anyway? I have never seen two flowers be completely similar to each other. That´s the thing about us too. Noone should be the same. What a boring world it would be.
We are all meant to be our own flower and grow up into the light. And there are really not any good definition for the word perfect. So let´s pursue the light and not the perfect. Because it would hold us back from expressing all that we are.