Pottery. Photography. And All Things Handmade.
Last week we took a trip to the mountains of Western North Carolina home to my side of the family. I wish I could say the trip was for pleasure but the goal was to attend to family estate business. Though my North Carolina elders have all passed, we were left to sort through contents... Continue Reading →
My family elders have all passed away leaving me with boxes and boxes and boxes of old photographs, letters and memorabilia. I'm left piecing our family history together from boxes, something my elders said they would do one day. Photographs tell a story, unlock memories, and reveal connections to people, places and time. While sorting... Continue Reading →
Photographs invoke a story to be told. One can travel into the lives and times of people and places especially of those people we hold so dear. Memory is a living thing ~ it too is in transit. But during its moment, all that is remembered joins and lives ~ the old and the young,... Continue Reading →
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