Deep Calls to Deep

A few weeks ago, I came across a snapshot of my studio in its earliest days.  The photo has been on my mind and heart since seeing it… like a glimpse into my past.  I had forgotten its very existence.  The half-started plans of a patterned wall, dark concrete floor, and icky icky icky panelling […]

August 25, 2015


Fields of Gold

So she took her love For to gaze awhile Upon the fields of barley See the children run as the sun goes down Among the fields of gold xo Taylor

August 6, 2015

Children, personal, Uncategorized

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