Altar

It's ever changing reflections of items that are near and dear to me. Mostly of cats. The fisherman was something my dad had.. It used to be that he smoked when you put these tiny cigarettes in his mouth.. he could even blow smoke rings.  I have never been a smoker, but I loved to see the little guy light up. Of course the cigs are long gone.  The rock is something I got from a family friend  when I was a girl. You can't see it but there is a flower painted on and then varnished.