Jenny Mendes

I love moss, especially in the winter when it glows with green.

I remember my grandmother telling  me that green was my best color when I was about 7 or 8.

I spent a few days working on hands.  I'm still very much figuring it out, but I got a little better over time.  I had a certain idea of how to go about it, and the kind of hand that I wanted to make, but ideas don't always translate fluidly into clay.  Maybe if I made 100 hands, I'd have an inkling of how I wanted to do it, and perhaps, how?  Or maybe not.  Maybe it would take a lot more work than that to get in tune with the gesture of hands .....At any rate, I know a tiny bit more now for next go round....