Life is a puzzle/Puzzles are pointless/The pointlessness of life

Two tables are set up in our house for puzzles, our dining table and one extra in the studio. (The family can do their eating somewhere else.)
I want to alternate between two stations because – if I get bored with the puzzle in the studio ( a 750 piece of Montmarte, Paris) I can always jump to a smaller one on the other table. For example a 200 piece with children skipping on a meadow, or kitties with big eyes watching you as you put them together.

I really, really, really like puzzles. They keep this wondering brain present. Jens has photographed me in action for you to see.
As a special treat I also included some vintage puzzles, found on ebay, for you.

Naturally I buy all my puzzles second hand, that makes it more interesting. “Will there be a piece missing and will it matter?” When I’m all done with them I take them back to the thrift store with a note attached, telling a potential buyer that “One piece is missing, but it’s still a very enjoyable build” or if there’s too much sky in the puzzle I might write: “75% of this puzzle is rubbish, unless you enjoy building a blue sky- then you should buy it!”