Above my work station i have a rusted old piston head which i found deep in the namib desert 13 years ago. It now houses my growing pen collection. One of my clients creates glass eyes and unbeknown to me whilst we where discussing the design of the new house, she was sculpting my eye. Its nice to know i have my spare eye staring at me whilst i work. The piston eye wildetecture organic sculpture was born.
I also in good faith purchased a very expensive pen which i found out later is fake. so i now am the proud owner of a mont plonk pen. Which also forms part of my collection of dudads.
