Sunday, November 30, 2014

The Risk Is Worth It If You Fly....

Again, time has flown by and busyness makes me neglectful of my writings to nothing.



Projects, projects and prints. Making for market, unusual to have a financially minded venture. 



But the process is progress, 

 

The work is satisfying, scented of hot lino and ink and spirits...

 

The garden grows


And grows


And we build things from mud and straw


December will be busy again, and life predictably does not let up until April. Three weddings and two babies to celebrate. 



New lives beginning, new seeds to plant. 

And beautiful music from a human I know...