Attack Of The Button Monster

Recently I came into a bunch of buttons, many of them decades old. Now sitting there staring at this collection, all contained within a few baby food and pickle jars, awoke a demon within me. I’ll refer to him as my “Compulsive Organizing Bug”. He especially likes to bite at times when there are more important things to be doing. Certainly more important than organizing hundreds of little buttons into proper color and material groups…

Despite this glaring reality I relented, rather easily, and spent hours sifting and sorting and satisfying ol’ COB.

After all was said and done I decided to whip up a little crochet monster to reside among the buttons as a reminder of what happens when a compulsion takes hold.


(To my horror/amusement it ended up looking like a terribly mutated Cyclops Grover, complete with lolling tongue and vacant expression, and a taste for white buttons.)


-Art Fiend