It is one year after the devastating loss of my mother, Mila. The intensity of grief, hot and red feelings, subsides to a monotonal desert of the beige colors of loss.

Here and there between the dunes I see the jewels of depth ~ gratefulness, love and wisdom. I learn to embrace the paradox of Loss and Gifts. This is my Story. Click here to learn more about how your story can be expressed through art.

Click and hover on thumbnail images for a more detailed view of the intricate clay patterns. Hand wash only.