After much messing around and ummming and ahhing and all that stuff - I have decided to to steer my Masters project along a different route. Actually, it wasn't so much a change of direction - more a massive 'bugger, I've forgotten something really important and I'm going to have to go home, lose loads of time and start my trip all over again' sort of a moment. However, like turning back to check you've unplugged the iron, it was necessary.
You see, I'd designed this bench, and with the help of a wonderful local cabinet maker, I'd produced it. It's real and beautiful and it would seem that everything was going to plan. After all, my project was about the way people sit and I'd fulfilled one of my aims - made a seat. But the seating aspect was not what was really interesting me.
I was interested in the wood, about it being a design that I loved, about the size being right for me and my family. In short - I was interested in it's qualities as a bespoke, personalised object - more than I was interested in the fact it was a bench. I was interested in what made it special. And so a new body of work starts. Thank goodness the bench is still relevant.
