Tucson: Ending Beginning

Got up at 5 this morning, no jet lag, on fire about this project. I threw a latteĀ on that fire. No lattes for 2 weeks: don’t tell me I don’t suffer for my craft.

A few tentative sketches in my notebook from the trip developed into pages of ideas, and suddenly the project begins to take on some momentum. Sometimes design feels like a dance with a really annoying partner, someone you’d just assume bludgeon to death…and sometimes it flows. Going to Bhutan was exciting, but this is the end of the beginning, and the beginning of something even better.

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