The Bed Pan of Triangles
I have a bed pan of triangles in my studio.
Wait – you don’t have one too?
I guess I should start with the origin of the bed pan. Earlier this year, I had all of my wisdom teeth removed. My sister came with me to the appointment as I wouldn’t be able to drive myself home.
So I’m in recovery and I start to feel nauseous. I really don’t like throwing up and I’m doing my best to hold it together.
It is at this time that my sister decides to reminisce about the previous night’s episode of Glee, which included a group vomit scene.
And then I throw up. Thanks Sis.
The doctor gave me a bed pan to take with me in the car, just in case. Thankfully, I didn’t need to use it.
But I just don’t throw things away. Never look a gift bed pan in the mouth.
So I also had a bunch of paper triangles.
When you make books and are covering boards, you trim off the excess material to eliminate unnecessary bulk.
Did I mention that I just don’t throw things away? Never look a gift paper triangle in the mouth.
It seemed like a natural fit.