Defended Interiors
December 1, 2011 2 Comments


It is difficult to talk about my work sometimes. I am not a word person, although words seem to be my focus on any song with lyrics. I often listen to music when I am working on my art, and listening to it gives voice to some of my life experience.
So I am going to include some of the lyrics from ”And it Spread”, by The Avett Brothers, with this piece.
“There was light in the room
Then you left and it was through
Then the frost started in my toes and fingertips
And it spread into my heart
Then for I don’t know how long
I settled in to doing wrong
And as the wind fills the sail
Came the thought to hurt my self
And it spread into my home
And it spread and it spread into my soul”

I enjoyed the article this month about you in one of my polymer clay magazines. I can’t remember which one it was off hand but both you and your work are so interesting!
Thank you so much, Roberta!