A Little Something About Spirals and Lasting Impressions Do you ever just sit and watch the world go by, noticing the little patterns that pop up everywhere? I was once on a rather blustery walk along the Cornish coast, feeling the wind whip my hair about, when I spotted a rather tenacious little tendril of ivy, spiralling its way around an ancient stone wall. It had such a robust, determined way about it, holding firm against the elements, and in that moment, a little spark ignited. It put me in mind of how some designs just feel utterly right, like they’ve always been there, quietly saying s...
