It wasn't just the food or the time to do whatever the hell I wanted to do but Penland is pretty.
And full of color.
And I walked away with a full sketchbook, head, and heart. It's going to be weeks of unpacking these ideas, I think but I have committed myself to making more art and trouble. From the time on my lunchbreak I play with clay to the drawing before and after work to the time spent looking and thinking. Lots of folks have been asking me what I made and I can't even really figure it out.
This paper doll below is an image of my memory of my childhood. My dad and I always have had a strong and ownderful bond and I used to sit on his shoulders.
More soon and thanks for bothering to read these wandering words about my wandering around...
take care,
Rachael