On Wednesday night after the kids were in bed I stepped back out to my bench and, for reasons I already don't recall, started folding longish, thin strips of metal. What I got were these odd, slightly random, but strangely appealing peaks and valleys. I played around some with pairing them up or connecting them in various ways, but ended up liking them best in their simplest form. Shocking for me, I know. I decided to make a few of them into pendants to see if they had potential.
I picked up one of the long, thin strips and started pushing the staircase-like folds more closely together. AHA! This changed the look entirely and started me thinking about all sorts of applications. I rejected earrings pretty quickly, (though depending upon the response, I may revisit those possibilities) and went fairly purposefully to rings.
I wish I better understood the brain and all its random (yet not?) goodness. Or, maybe I don't. Part of me loves the magical unknownness of it all and suspects that understanding things better doesn't actually make them better. I'm inclined to think this is part of the magic sauce of art. I don't have any answers, but I do know that brains need to go through the process of discovery and making things one sure way to that work. If you haven't made anything for more than two days then get up from the computer and go make something. Your brain will thank you. Promise.