then came the hush
From our first open studio saturday: It nearly always happens and it is a wonderful sound. It is that ‘hush’ when everyone in the studio is working at their task, […]
From our first open studio saturday: It nearly always happens and it is a wonderful sound. It is that ‘hush’ when everyone in the studio is working at their task, […]
One side of an old, abandoned spool has become my personal mandala. It is scrubby and rough, porous and broken. Altogether perfect, actually. I am using it in a meditative practice […]