Pucker Gallery's Randy Johnston Exhibition touched a chord. The beach grasses are beautiful so I am drawn to his wonderful free strokes on his work. I marvel at the variety of grass cover in my little beach environment and the change in dominant vegetation as the wet moves through its cycle. The dry sees all this rich growth disappear and what remains is often ravaged by fire.
Have I touched clay. Surprises of surprises the hands actually were dirty for a few days - how I miss that passionate embrace on the spinning wheel. A new year begins!
