The Last Day

Tomorrow is our last day of the e17 Art Trail. We've had a blast!

Of course I've not seen anything I wanted to but I have really enjoyed the showing our project this year.



YOU CAN LISTEN TO THE AUDIO HERE: folkintombaker.bandcamp.com

YOU CAN FIND OUT MORE ABOUT YAARIT HERE: yaaritmechany.co.uk


Hope to see you tomorrow!


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