Creating Earth's Memory
Today I finished the circular piece that's been calling to me for months. Standing before it now, I understand why.
The layers revealed themselves gradually—rust-red canyons carved by time, cream valleys holding ancient light, ochre depths that pulse with geological memory. Each texture tells the story of pressure and patience, of elements that shaped our world long before we arrived to witness it.
There's something profound about translating the earth's autobiography into fiber. The ridges invite touch in a way stone cannot. The circular form holds viewers like a portal—they lean in, they trace the contours with their gaze, they remember what it feels like to be small against something eternal.
This piece will anchor a restaurant space, but it carries something deeper. A reminder that we are temporary inhabitants of an ancient home. That beauty emerges from the slowest, most patient forces.
The earth has been writing love letters to itself for millennia. Sometimes we get to translate a few lines.
Currently listening to: Desert Meditation Series
Currently reading: The Hidden Life of Trees
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