Spoon

Most of the items on the table have some part of the story, are connected to the Muses in some way. But this is just a spoon, because there’s always a spoon on the table. I got this piece of stone maybe 15 years ago from a guy in Tennessee. He was selling off the contents of his studio. He was a sculptor and made countertops too. I got the sense that he wanted to be done with it, but maybe was having trouble slipping free. He let me wander his yard and grab the odds and ends that interested me. He charged me almost nothing for it all and I still have a lot of the pieces. I know nothing about this stone or where it came from. It resembles a marble from Turkey in one of my books.