November 4, 2013 in Uncategorized by amy


Some days studio time begins with imagery. ¬†Other days, words swirl around like so many leaves on a breezy autumn day and I capture them in the soft net of my journal, perhaps to make some order of them later in a painted picture, stitched scrap of fabric, ¬†sculpted bit of clay or a painted touchstone…..


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