"What's my inspiration you ask?" I've been pitching projects back to back this year and it feels like inspiration can come from strange or less obvious places sometimes. Last week, I stumbled upon an amazing wood retail store, selling rare and unique scraps of wood, veneer sold in large rolled sheets, and wood-carving tools of every size. It was across the street from the AMT station where I just installed a ceramic mural, in Montreal North. It was very challenging to keep my credit card in my wallet!
I dedicated the MUHC project to my mom this year, who in my eyes, is a quilt guru. Her quilting crew in Melville, Saskatchewan (and these ladies are some serious quilters by the way) make some of the most fantastic patterns. I was able to get a few quilting genes thankfully and I think when you do what you love inspiration seems like a pretty tough thing to define.
In some of my recent prep work for an upcoming proposal I got the chance to uncover some pretty interesting historic archives. Some of the documents that I researched were so personal and touching that they moved me tears. I'm sometimes surprised at what a sap I can be sometimes.
I guess in a comforting way I am ok with not being able to tap into that inspirational place on demand...until, that is, they develop an app for that.