Studio time. No overthink, no noises from our breaking world. Just breathe and trust your hands to make, and suddenly it’s there: transformation, and the leaping joy of something new.
‘The water in your body is just visiting. It was a thunderstorm a week ago. It will be the ocean soon enough. Most of your cells come and go like the morning dew. We are more weather pattern than stone monument. Sunlight on mist. Summer lightning. Your choices outweigh your substance.’ – Jarod K. Anderson