Anger Storms to Intuition
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Anger Storms to Intuition

When anger shuts and locks my jaw down, my brow furrows and I feel a dark thunder cloud forming over my head, what do I choose? Will I choose to let it continue to build and blacken the whole sky until the Heavens release the Kraken of a storm overhead? Or… Will I choose to…

The All Knowing Gnome
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The All Knowing Gnome

I have spent many an evening sitting gazing into a torch flame this month, holding a metal mandrel in one hand and a rod of Italian Glass in the other.  I have been on a rollercoaster ride of emotions whilst connecting with my creativity.  From the joy of enticing the molten glass to transform into…