August 26, 2013
The Weight of a Gaze
The smell of sun-baked earth always brings me back to the feeling of grit between my toes. It is a dry, honest...
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Reflections
August 26, 2013
The Weaving of Time
To work with the earth is to enter a long, silent conversation with patience. There is a rhythm in the hands that...
August 25, 2013
The Architecture of Leaving
We often speak of things being left behind as if they were discarded by accident, a mere oversight in the rush toward...