In a valley of dandelions the artist nests. The studio is wool, pigment, paper, dusty air swirling across concrete, cold window glass, and a kind old sheepdog. “Freya!” She herds us in.
Just across the path the tea house waits underneath the mountain. The dandelion fists reach to beat my calves. They remind me of her. A dream manifests.
Dyngjan-listhús in Eyjafjarðarsveit Iceland, September 2024
Semi-gloss premium luster photo paper sourced from Japan. Framed in alder wood sourced from the US. Ready to hang.
In a valley of dandelions the artist nests. The studio is wool, pigment, paper, dusty air swirling across concrete, cold window glass, and a kind old sheepdog. “Freya!” She herds us in.
Just across the path the tea house waits underneath the mountain. The dandelion fists reach to beat my calves. They remind me of her. A dream manifests.
Dyngjan-listhús in Eyjafjarðarsveit Iceland, September 2024
Semi-gloss premium luster photo paper sourced from Japan. Framed in alder wood sourced from the US. Ready to hang.
