Stories from the Studio
After a breakup, Maya layered cracked ceramic patterns under soft linen textures. Halfway through, she replaced jagged reds with dusk lavender. She wrote later that glue became steady breath between difficult tears.
Stories from the Studio
Jordan collaged concentric circles from maps and thread, then sliced an opening like a doorway. Placing a horizon photo at the exit, they felt anxiety shift into curiosity about walking forward.