Nervously posting the starter with hope and desire for making the best use of plain-folk-stuffs in plain-folk-tongue. This state of being is not due to the fear of failure but of uncertainty regarding what is in the store.
I am not a deft-handyman of the art of expression but the zeal towards it as passion kindles my being and pushes me forward. Such fervent zest deserves attention and that’s why I am here.
I am not a tool-maker but an artist. Art of playing with words and forms and ideas dwells there in my deep core. The first tool-maker was the first artist, as said by Arthur. S Gregor. I am none of even the last tool-makers but little of the last artists.
I didn’t dare. I just did.
