these days it is head down at paper boat press HQ
and there are so many little things all around the studio
revealing beauty in each moment . . .
the leaves turning yellow, reflected in the cupboard doors . . .
the places where no matter the seemingly endless amount of 'production'
you fall in love with clay again and again
in it's still wet and earthy state . . .
and the heart whispers left behind on a drying board . . .
i'll be back again soon
with other bits and pieces . . .
and wanderings . . .
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