I love the feeling of getting inspired. The giddy feeling of, "Oh boy, thats a good one! I gotta write that idea down." I suppose snapping a picture (which I've been doing lots lately) does the same idea for sights that would otherwise pass you by. Saves them for later. But really, its the moment when the lightbulb first goes off that is so good.
I finally figured out what to do with those wooden turquoise parrot beads that my mom gave me. It was the creative energy at the Cloud Cult show that provided the perfect atmosphere for idea brewing.
Pics to come. Here is a hint for now: