Ever since I was kid, I’ve always loved leather. 

I used to collect my dad’s old leather wallets, 
his old belts, my mum’s old leather bags.  
And I ripped them all apart.

I then stuck the assorted pieces back together
and you’ll have to trust me on this, it was really, really ugly.
Well, and super messy.

Imagine a multicoloured ball of leather that wobbles and
leaves a trail of unhardened glue on the floor.  
I hadn’t heard of Frankenstein as yet but then I was just six.

These days, I play with brand-new leather hides, fairly decent leather tools
and I’ve started creating little things that are more pleasing to the eye.