As much as I've enjoyed sculpture over the years, I find myself revisiting something that at one time, made me cringe.
Ok, I lied, it still does, but let me explain. Florals.
Victorian Florals. You know, that stuff that's all over Victorian Era "Finery"?
It wasn't until I started doing wrought iron and collected various examples that I began to allow myself to like, well, floral work. It started with vines, ivy, which, are still manly, right?
Of course over the years I managed to avoid doing them in leatherwork. I managed for (Demon Spawn Sellout Name from Hell incoming) Tandy and The Leather Factory as a career, taught leatherwork and was quite good at it, according to critics.
Then in recent years, the steampunk thing. Slowly, the little sachet scented creepers started working themselves into things I actually found...