I was in Ballard yesterday afternoon, and I was walking down Ballard Avenue, which is a protected historical district with beautiful 19th century brick buildings – old hotels and shops and newspaper offices – and passed a gallery with some amazing sculptures in the windows, so I went in to look at all of them.
They’re like this:
The woman in the gallery said to me, “You know what they’re made of?” I said, “I assume paper.”
They are made of lottery tickets!
How cool is that?