Over the years I learned to recognize this particular stage in the formation of something new: emerging from the incubation period, as ideas begin to gel into distinct physical objects, your mind is so wide open you can hear the wind blowing through. Practically everything you see is briefly inspiring, and then almost immediately discarded. You're left with particular things that survived the filter: this fall it was the texture of cast bronze sculptures, glam and grime from the Roaring Twenties, Septembers's diagonal shadows, and red ink in print from early DADA magazines to Chinese takeout cartons.
Top image to bottom: Noguchi Museum, Queens, NY | Noguchi Museum, Photo by Klone | Red jasper bead & marble cube from the MoMA store | Children's book from the Noguchi museum shop | Wax carving for the new collection & disc pearl | Favorite magazine (coming soon!) | Raw cast silver for the new collection (launching this November)