After my last failed project, I obtained a new set of equipment, and developed a new idea. A product that would allow me to stand out in a crowd while retaining my subdued and quiet nature. I made a hat. Something that would fit both my heritage and art style. A historic symbol of my home of Pittsburgh, and the possibly poisonous fish that we pulled from her polluted waters. A work of art that is unique to anything I have done before, and thus, sitting perfectly next to my other odd and scattered pieces. She only worked briefly, but she is a beautiful hat.