
THROWBACK THURSDAY: SouthSide Arts Festival
The clay ball hit the wheel with a loud thunk. The mound lay in the center of the silver disc, lifeless. She sat down on the stool and pressed her foot to the pedal and the earthy mass began to move. The clean silver disc became a muddy sun as the water spewed away from the clay into the moat below. The most hypnotic aspect was watching how … Continue reading THROWBACK THURSDAY: SouthSide Arts Festival