Growing up in South Dakota, New York City seemed like going to the moon. I’m wowed every time. It’s always those little moments that stay with me. I don’t want to live there, but I sure LOVE three days.
New York City—October 2015
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Rust, memories and the wisdom of Willa Cather.
I did a three day workshop with Elizabeth Bunsen last week. This is one of the prints I made with indigo and rust. I wanted to take my print and add the prairie influences that are speaking to me right now. I used my photographs and one of my leather pendants in one of the circular spaces on the print. I’m not sure which image I like best. They seem like very different art forms now.