An early morning walk, a night of rain that left the grass shining with water droplets illuminated by the rising sun, as bright as little stars. “Look, mommy – the stars fell out of the sky!” Lucas cried as we looked out at the sea of glowing grass. I thought of...
Art is a funny thing. You can start off with an image in your head (as I did) and end up with something absolutely, completely different than your original vision (as I did). When I began, I saw things such as butterflies growing out of the ground like flowers, and...
