Art Prescription: Ever had a moment when suddenly things make more sense? When you get just one small bit of information and the dots connect? The universe at work…
Art Prescription: So I really walked barefoot to and from my studio today…winter!?! Nice but confusing. I’m ready to wear sweat-shirts and fuzzy socks and have the fire going!!!
Art Prescription: The last of the leaves have fallen leaving winter sculpture. Bare trees reach towards grey sky. The labor of spring love is revealed.