"You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm."

Amorphous and grey, a family of clouds came to me in fever dream when I was 8, in my little  bedroom, quiet and bright, mid-afternoon next to a lazy highway. To this day a current creeps up my back when I consider them, and when I'm close to something right but undefined. I'm always searching for that feeling, over and over, ever since. 

I really just want to make beautiful things of my own, that no one else can claim to, and that maybe only a handful will understand. Smart wonderful things that hold that fever in place forever. Every object a little story.