This morning, I looked at a postcard collage I'd finished yesterday. I realized it was pretty...and pretty was not what that piece was supposed to be. So I added a detail here, a detail there. Before I knew it, it had transformed into a monster. I decided to set it aside for a bit and work on something else. But every once in a while, I couldn't help but take a quick glance at the monster I'd created. I told myself it would grow on me. It didn't. With every peek, with every glance, it seemed like the beast was getting uglier. I had to let it go. It was so hard to give up on a whole morning's work (not to mention some beloved ephemera