Using a carbide abrasive paper to gently round the edges…

Euterpe wonders about the future of music…

Detailing Euterpe’s face

Hovering over the table as I work a piece of Euterpe’s face from limestone….

The templates for Euterpe’s portrait

Euterpe is the Muse of the Flute, but really she just makes music…

This mess of papers represents the templates used to make Mnemosyne…

I'm always looking for new materials…

I have been calling this the lounge, though it looks like a low rent podcast studio to me…

Messing around with gold leaf

I made this flash out of scraps of slab glass inherited from an odd-jobs kind of guy who haunted the neighborhood around my shop…

This is the first camera of my memory, about the size of a box of animal crackers…

Ming Red/ Rojo Alicante/ Etowah marble/pink travertine/ Morning Glory sandstone/ Rosa Verona/ Lillet granite/ Rosso Francia/ Tennessee Cedar/ Breccia Pernice/ Rhodochrosite/ Lilac/ Tennessee pink marble

Mnemosyne dresses in almost-rags, a patchwork of ribbons and fabrics, a quilt of her own history.

I’m hoping to eliminate grout joints in this mosaic, just stone on stone…

Cutting paper templates for Mnemosyne’s patchwork robe

he geometry of true patchwork/scrap quilt/Siddi/stitchery/ask Mom/seams/draping

Mnemosyne is the Goddess of Memory and the mother of the Muses…

Laying out the templates on the table, for the right side of the diptych

The shop takes shape