22″ x 5 1/2″   wall sculpture

reclaimed wood, roughcasting elements, grapevine, acrylic paint, acrylic ink

There is a little room in the back on my over-analytical brain that keeps my inner child -shall we say- quarantined. All the playfulness and delight of rainbows and swirls and make-believe sit, crouching at-the-ready to leap out. This, this is the encapsulation of her wonderings and ideas …set free. Confettiing the world, without need for explanation; without fear of being wrong.