It begins with an idea transformed into a scribble, either analogue or digital.
Notepads, scraps of paper, post-it-notes, iPads, iPods, phones, beer mats, fag packets, old envelopes, all fair game.
For your perusal and entertainment, some of those scraps.
Most made it in one form or another, some didn’t but might, some didn’t and never will.
Including the original sketch-up and (incredibly crude) Photoshop images pitched to Hakkasan for the design of the clubs truss layout.