How to get in or get out, depending on the door.

But first, a thank you. Well, few thank yous actually.

I'd like to thank my mom and dad for creating me hands and eyes so that it is easier for me to make art and write all about it here. I know there are people making art without hands too but I'm sure I wouldn't be like that, patient enough to learn how to do art without hands. Without my hands I couldn't open a door and occasionally get out the house, which sometimes terrifies me because I'd just like to be angry and alone in my cave and play with my cats  and... oh! I wouldn't be able to do that either. Play with my cats if I didn't have hands! So thank you mom and dad.

I'd also like to thank my big sister that she, when I was a child, not in school yet, didn't hand me a huuuuuuge firecracker, not the tiniest one but not a big one to hold after she lit it and ran away with her friend and either of them never told me that I shouldn't hold on to it and when I did, as I usually do hold on to things if I've promised to hold on to them, I didn't loose any fingers, it just hurt like he... considerably much. I have all my fingers and both hands. Thanks sis!

I would also like to thank everyone in Hive, especially those who have made all the things here which allow me to write the things I think and do and artify... make visible as art because without you all I would just be rolling on the floor on one side all day because I would feel unbalanced and would not know what to do with my head and my thoughts because there's no better place to stuff them than here. This is the best place with lots of doors yet to be opened and discovered. Like for instance couple of days ago I finally caved in and opened the door to Splinterlands and gosh I suck at it but that's okay, there are plenty of people who suck more than I do so that's always comforting to know. Anyway I do occasionally read some of my texts and comments that I've written and if I'm not baffled about the fact that I have no idea what I was trying to say, then I will be banging my forehead to the keyboard because I understand what I did say and it all makes me look like I live in the stone age surrounded by space age people, you there. But then some of you space age people write something funny and I'm here jumping up and down from joy and clapping my hands together and again I am so glad that I have hands. So thank you Hivers! Thank y'all!

I am super super grateful to all you who read my texts or at least have the ability to comment my posts so that I think you have read my posts and I especially want to thank all of you who laugh at my jokes because that really makes my day. I am not least bit obsessed about this, making people laugh but have you heard the joke about a...

Hmph. My son laughs at my jokes. I want to thank my son too. Mission accomplished.

And finally, I really, really, really, really want to thank all you super nice people who have somehow gotten their hands on my art that I made with my very own hands. I did promise to send something to couple of you who have actually been crazy enough to buy my art more than once and I ran out of my thank you art. So here goes. Thank you too.

Thank you all you precious people! I am happy!

I wrote this. With my fingers that are attached to my hands. My brain on the other hand (where?! where!?) had nothing to do with this.

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https://nftshowroom.com/insaneworks/art/insaneworks_thank-you_snowman-happy</center>

And now, the thing you've all been waiting for, the chance to get out the door and not read my texts anymore. Here it is!

**Turn on the subtitles if you don't understand Finnish!**

<center>How to open a door - Finnish instructional video from 1979
https://youtu.be/Wof0xPUmW38</center>