mountain villages. Storytelling at dawn, watching the mountains float with the new light, the world being born again. my workshop this year was about the mythic image, metaphor, abstraction. Illustrated by the koutsouna ladies.
"what is in your hand?"
"a boat without sails"
it was half an empty walnut shell.
a memory of last year's workshop overwintering in the forest.
and stitching dots, making a cloth out of bundled scraps.
food for the soul.