This is how it looks like, when I am in the middle of a new project. The moment, the spark finally jumped over and the luxury of a real good flow, keeps me going . I don't know about you, but I always have a very hard time, after an initial idea is born. The first steps of shaping a concept, of giving it some kind of direction scares, and sometimes even blocks, me. Completely. It feels like the infamous image of someone standing on the edge of a freshly snowed in field. So many ways to go, so many opportunities to develop. I simply might to admit, there is some kind of decision issue lingering around. The fear of taking one step, meaning another direction won't be possible anymore. This isn't the case I've learned over the years, but still, there exists a bit of hesitance, when finally starting to walk. Now, that I am, you wouldn't find another camper more happy than myself. I cannot wait for tomorrow, cannot wait to go on working more intensly on "a fair sprinkling of gunpowder".