My friend Susan wants to be on my R&D team. She's a dream come true for a designer. She comes into my studio and says how about this and what about that and then she walks out and the fun starts. She's also an incredible artist so my ears perk up when she starts talking.
Just about the time I'm almost burned out, whacking out a dozen of something just because I need them, now I can't keep the ideas from dancing around and I'm itching to get back to work.
These came from one of her visits and I think they will go in all sorts of fun ways.
The tendrils will get crazier and maybe some small hammered flowers will appear soon.
So, even though it's after 6pm I'm going back to work, or play, as the case may be. That's when the studio is most wonderful anyway, quiet and private, just my kind of place.