Friday, February 1, 2013

i will never not go to the ceramics studio at night

it's literally twenty degrees outside.
but in here it is warm and i have granola and everything smells like clay.

there's something magic about making things with your hands.
things you can hold, touch, mold, change.
this semester is already making me love working in three-dimensional ways.
it's cool to be able to have that in common with God.

that's really all i had to say.

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