Molly writes... I have this photo I took of a project pack tile I was working on a few years ago. The photo was taken mid-process, but for some reason, I loved where the tile was in this moment. I loved seeing some of the tile looking finished and other parts roughed out. The snapshot made me feel content and spoke to the process of making the piece. I could see the potential. It made me think about the creative process and about processes in general. It made me ponder how important our process is and how important our journey...
Jen writes... It is the middle of the night, bleary-eyed, I am double-checking my spreadsheet to make sure I am giving the right medicines at the right time.It is the middle of the night, I am holding her hand, trying to say goodbye, but trying to hold on.It is the middle of the night, I am weeping softly into my pillow, because alone, in the middle of the night, is the only time I can empty some of the bucket of tears inside me.These are snapshots of times in my life. I am a caregiver, not as a profession, but...
In the beginning there were only a few tangles. It had to start somewhere, after all. But just a few tangles were all that was needed. Rick and Maria decided that tangles would have names from the start. They would need an identity, and they had to be simple enough that you could create them in a few basic steps without the need for rulers, compasses or anything extra. They made sure that each student would be encouraged to reproduce a tangle in their own way, rather than trying to copy it exactly as they did. They accomplished this by leaving...