Birds. Sparrows, ducks, geese. I love them all. Even when I see pigeons suddenly take off in formation from telephone wires, I can’t help myself. I stop and smile up at them in wonder. But the peacock belongs to a class of its own. This bird is special in many cultures. To Native Americans, it most closely describes the phoenix—the bird that burns itself up—and then rises from its ashes. That’s...
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A few years ago, I became a member of Creative Works Studio. I love to muck around with clay. There's something very healing about digging into the clay and getting your hands dirty. But I only create pieces that are beautiful and serve a purpose. The ceramic pieces I craft must have form and function. Bruce, the clay facilitator at the studio, has been sculpting for about twenty years. He helps...
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