The Abstract Project: Mad Love and Wildhagen Hats
A full lunar eclipse illuminated the Halifax sky on the night Sheri and David fell madly in love. Earlier, there was a cafe, two…
A full lunar eclipse illuminated the Halifax sky on the night Sheri and David fell madly in love. Earlier, there was a cafe, two…
I made a basket! … and have been floating on a cloud of happiness since I completed it. It’s a beautiful basket … but…
Lately, I’ve been wandering around a lot. Not in the metaphorical sense, but actual wandering. And standing and pondering … looking into the green…
It all started when Lene Rasmussen travelled to her home in Denmark one summer. While there, she stumbled upon an extraordinary fence, hand-woven from…
Above Johann’s work table, where she does her glazing and hand-building, is a tiny picture of her grandmother. In the photo, captured at one…
“Mr. Potato Head. That’s the only piece I wish I’d never sold.” The moment after she spoke this revelation I could tell from the…
Dear Artist, A cheer for you, the amateur or expert, who doesn’t always get paid what you’re worth. You, who may, or may not…
In the autumn of 1990 when I was in grade ten, my mother surprised me with a question. Out of the blue she asked…