A failed project because I can't find a tool. So many internal growls and teeth gnashings happened last night. Ok, not quite failed, but stalled. Except. The mind makes magic in the midnight hours. I woke up with giggling basal ganglia and an itch in my hands to get going.
Isn't that a marvelous feeling? Wanting to get out of bed, get everything that needs doing done so you can get your hands on that which you want to do? Yeah, yeah, sometimes that doesn't require leaving the bed, but when your work excites you, that's a level of life satisfaction that just can't be beat.
My original plan will have to wait. The piece and I pinballed, and I played with it for the last couple hours. I now have a nearly finished hat. It's an ok hat, more pleasing than my lousy photo skills (and camera) have captured, but it is not the piece I originally planned, nor is it the hat that got my brain all a twitter. That hat is still hanging out in the foggy mist of my mind, marinating. It might even be two hats.