The stones that could see throughout time, Stand silent as a mime, They witness creation, In mute contemplation, Of Being austere and sublime. An Essay on the Squirrelly Essence of Creativity In a flash of blinding light, do you have the perfect idea? Do you sketch...
February 12th, 2019 Hello Art Lovers, Metalsmiths, Metal Clayers, Polymer Clayers, Ceramic Makers, Papermakers... Hello Artists!!! This is a catch up email....It's been too long. The World needs more Love!! So I'm posting my first pattern in hopes it finds a home in...
Hi I'm Ann Davis! I am a pyrolytic artist who loves to melt things until they look like jewelry.