I sanded this wolf until my fingers bled - that's not hyperbole
My friend Ian is on a mission to become a Renaissance Man. From what I uderstand, a Renaissance Man is equally at home tearing apart an engine as he is at creming creme brulee. The Renaissance Man is skilled and knowledgeable in everything, yet is more interested in what you have to offer and who you are. Everyone wants the Renaissance Man at their partay or at their side when the zombie apocalypse happens. I like this Renaissance Man project and am co-opting it for my own. My first step to becoming a Renaissance Woman was to take up scroll sawing. I wrote about my first project here.