If there's anything I've osmosed from my mother over the past few years is to (a) believe that anything can become art and (b) to prepare indefinitely for the opportunity to strike by becoming a little bit of a hoarder. My mom (who insists to this day that she 'hates clutter') has amassed a small cave of items related to unrealized art projects - every piece of scrap cardboard has unlimited potential! She gets a pass because she's an elementary school art teacher, and I get a pass because I b...
