After the Rain
Handmade plant papers, threads, dried grasses, pine needles, paint, embroidery. After it rains in the Blue mountains, everything is washed downhill to accumulate in gutters, hollows and anywhere it can lodge. These piles are so incredibly beautiful that I have to be restrained from photographing them all. It's like when my husband said "You just can't pick up every Autumn leaf".
Handmade plant papers, threads, dried grasses, pine needles, paint, embroidery. After it rains in the Blue mountains, everything is washed downhill to accumulate in gutters, hollows and anywhere it can lodge. These piles are so incredibly beautiful that I have to be restrained from photographing them all. It's like when my husband said "You just can't pick up every Autumn leaf".
