At one point, I actually remember taking a stack of old headshots out of the garbage and returning them to a pile of stuff in my closet. My friends and family will tell you that I keep a tidy home, but my husband will say you enter Sarah’s closet at your own risk. And this is why, somewhere beneath the drafts of stories, old diaries and sketchbooks are hidden gems just waiting to be dusted off and reborn into something new. Here is another old headshot re-creation.
Cut up pieces of old headshots glued to wood.