Remembering, recalling, reliving...

 
 

Post-class studio. There's often a little bit of bath leftover in the tanks after a class. I used to just toss it out and get straight to the business of cleaning out the tanks. But now, I'll marble on that well-used bath, taking in the raw energy of the first-time marbler, grateful for the opportunity to share this beautiful art form with them. Grateful also for the chance to look at marbling through the eyes of a beginner again, that sense of wonder and awe as the paints spread across the surface of the bath, the magical joy of watching designs and patterns emerge, the pure delight when an image is transferred to paper and the piece complete. It never gets old. It always fills me up.