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 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...