Sunday, September 21, 2014

a tribute to wildness

The path I take to and from school is lined by wildflowers and tall grasses and reeds. Since I spend an hour walking it everyday, I've become obsessed. My sketchbook is full of Aster and Chicory and Queen Anne's Lace, among others. I have dried milkweed pods sitting in the top of my locker and bunches of wildflowers whose names I don't know hanging all around my bedroom.

Most recently, they've made their way into clay. I did some tests this weekend for new pendants that I'll be selling at the Frederick Street Art Walk and the HandMade Market in November:

Bisqued pieces being glazed and drying in the  sun.

Just out of the kiln and all strung up.

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