"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations."

Anaïs Nin





Monday, December 1, 2008

bowls for stories

I promised to show how I made my bowls, so here 's the tuto, click to enlarge the pictures...















1 comment:

Helena said...

Very interesting- very clever :)