My Studio
Following the Thread
On the Easel
From The Grove
Following the Thread
From the Grove
On the Easel
What has your attention
returned to,
again and again?
Have you ever sat beneath trees after everyone had
finished eating,
when the conversation
became quieter and
somehow deeper?
Have you ever stayed with something long enough for it to begin changing you?
The studio spills into life. Life spills into the studio.
The studio spills into life.
Life spills into the studio.
Have you ever sat beneath trees after everyone had
finished eating,
when the conversation
became quieter and
somehow deeper?
Have you ever stayed with something
long enough for it to begin changing you?
What has your attention returned to again and again?
