I was talking with my friend, Sandra, yesterday about the way we swing between 'serious' work and toy-making.
I couldn't tell you why we do this, exactly, but I do know that the urge to create a toy comes upon me suddenly, from somewhere deep and instinctual. To ignore it would be not only counter-intuitive but, quite conceivably, perilous.
[A bit like throwing salt over my left shoulder- does anybody else do that? I simply have to.]
And, you get some kooky little dude at the end of it.
Or somebody does, anyway.
