The Death of Kombucha or a Look at the Iterations of My Life

It's an interesting reflection on life and how I am amazingly too busy for my own. I killed my batch of kombucha, let it sit too long, and it got infested with baby fruit flies. G.R.O.S.S.

That being stated, I have completed ONE of the many rings I have made in my efforts to have the project that I committed to almost a month ago finished. Here is that one ring. I have many parts, but they need to be whole. I will post the collection when I am finished.