What we see when we encounter and interact with the world around us depends so much on the weather we’re navigating inside. Have you ever noticed that face in the crowd, that one face in a dusty, busy, chaotic city interchange, that is as bright as this one? At once, just seeing that kind of face, you feel a bit of that brightness transmitted directly to you! Ah.
A small wall hanging, abstract. Made by squishing clay up into the “collarbones”. What is it? Looks like ribs, that fragile interior now inside out.
And that shiny patch at the bottom? Stamped with wonder at the mysteries that prevail – the very nature of being.