wedding from stuff we found in a junkyard. It has parts from an old washing machine… there’s part of a snow blower… handle’s from a refridgerator…” Opening my eyes a little wider (it’s still early), I take a good look and appreciate the beauty in something created from bits and pieces that were designed for something else altogether; a bit like a Salvador Dali work. In both cases, the rules of “proper” and “correct” have been thrown out the window to produce a pleasing result. This kind of thought takes courage. He has a right to be proud.