I had just finished a cleaning job of a maze of offices. It was a hot summer day here in the Northwest. I was grimy and tired, ready to get home and get out of…
Browsing Category Healing Journey
Part One : The Art of Sorrow (some thoughts on my creative process)
There are bodily fluids in some of my art. Things sometime get wet when I’m working. And then, it just happens. I just let it happen, I just let the creative flow move me wherever…