These Hands

THERE WILL COME A DAY THAT THESE HANDS WON’T WORK THE WAY I WANT THEM TO. I WILL MAKE AND DO ALL I CAN WHILE I’M ABLE.

I’m often dreaming of all the things I want to make. Design. Bookbinding. Clay. Paint. Ink. On and on. My home has always been a workshop of many mediums. I have rough drafts, prototypes and words scribbled on paper. It’s a certain artistic chaos that lives in me. Although it keeps me restless, uncomfortably so at times, I think it’s one of my most authentic traits. It’s something I hold dear. I love that chaos.

Ashley

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