Where art begins with a handful of treasures.
I Hold a Pebble
"I hold a pebble in the palm of my hand.
It is old and full of secrets.
It’s been through ten thousand storms.
It’s seen countless summer days.
It’s been skipped across the surface of the water.
Rocked gently on the ocean floor.
The waves have carried it back to land on the beach at my feet.
I’ll make something special."