Tangents – a completely different line of thought or action. Yup, tangents. When you least expect them, when you can’t afford the time for them, knowing you can’t control them . . . . . they happen anyway.
But I might argue that sometimes, just sometimes . . . . they need to be embraced . . . . even nurtured.
He came to me one day in a doodle. And then out of my hands . . . . into the oven. I am not sure what he will eventually be . . . pendant or brooch.
Then there was Lizzie.
Iggy came next.
Ralph evolved and I love the texture.
Hazel is a sweet little thing. Beautiful, plump, dotted. Definitely a brooch here.
Spike and his friends evolved. Slowly. Without much thought. Just for the fun of it.
Even the names evolved. Not sure why I thought they needed names. Not sure what I am going to do with them . . . . if anything.
Sometimes it is good to just play! Hope you find some time to play!