Conventional wisdom holds that it takes 10,000 hours to become a master craftsman. Hence, some of my finished works are more successful than others. (A corner of my basement harbors a stack of efforts that have fallen short.) When my designs fail, I return to the source. I return to nature. In my backyard garden. At Midewin National Tallgrass Prairie where I am a volunteer steward. In my solo backpacking trips to Rocky Mountain National Park. Glacier. Yosemite. The Black Hills. The River of No Return Wilderness. I return to look more carefully, more deeply for what I have not yet seen. What detail. What pattern. What color within a color. What light.