Our legs tangled together as we woke up with the morning sunlight soaking into our skin. I lay there, taking you in. Staying quiet, put paying attention to your body. How you move in the morning… in the sunlight. We lay quiet for a little while, listening to the morning outside the open window. The cool air blows across our skin. I roll over and you hold me close. I feel safe in your arms. I feel safe by your side. I like waking up next to you. Photos, Sunday Mornings, Inspiration, Bones, Mornings Sunlight, Legs, Claire Dollan, Rolls, Unmade Beds
“I believe that the delicacy and tenderness of some of the materials I use have similar qualities to human emotion, human condition. The objects can be physically fragile; they age, crack, break, fade.” Mari Anders' studio ALSO: Andrews’ studio.