I can never pinpoint where my inspiration originates. Everything begins as a flicker. I see or experience something that sticks in my imagination where it sort of buzzes around and turns into something else.
Flickers in my mind right now include:
crepe paper sculpture / paper crane puppet
tattered fabric sculpted mushrooms
pirate ships and treasure maps
curiosity cabinets and curiosities to fill it
To me, these things feel like they go together. I’m leaning toward the soft, the old, the tattered. Storytelling. Small treasures. The ideas are flickers waiting to become real.