I've been working away steadily at Chrismons in various media, but this week I stumbled on one that's absorbed me entirely: a fish that started out in cartoon form with beaded outlines but ended up in solid beads. The iridescent colors on the scales were too pretty to stop until I'd filled the space. Now I see fields of beads before my eyes waking and sleeping like the ring of Sauron. It's a bit like working on a mosaic, I suspect. I may have to try that, always meant to.
I'm going to do another one, a rainbow trout this time.