And so begins the big move.
Today I dismantle my studio.
We carve.
We push.
We stop.
We pull.
We sculpt.
We birth.
We close.
We bury.
Exactly ten steps between this room and the next.
We accompany each one with song.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
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2 comments:
I wonder how you work will change, in your "other season" space?
I'm going to suggest that it's only going to get better.
It's a bigger pond! I'll grow into a better goldfish.
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