When I had begun to make a bag,
I made eyes with a button and made only the bag such as the face.
There is not the clear reason even if I remember those days.
To my eyes, all this has looked like all face, too.
Time of ten years goes by
According to oneself of that time,
I became able to make it surprisingly well.
However, In the bag which I made today,
There is "that face" which those days and nothing turn into and,
I laughed slipped out.