One of my favorite figures was the chopstick heart. it was called that because I chanced upon it one day while my fingers were thinking for themselves; and I knew immediately I would have difficulty reconstructing it once it was disentangled. So I hung it on the light fixture above the kitchen table held up by a chopstick. It took quite some time (and only with Mark Sherman”s help) before I finally was able to replicate its exactitude. Using what I had learned from the experience I went on to formulate several additional figures of interest.