My grandma keeps a childhood diorama of a general store she made in her kitchen hutch, built by hand from popsicle sticks and sculpted miniatures— attended by a hand sewn clerk with a painted on face. This work is my tribute to her craftiness, and how it encouraged my career as an artist.
My grandma keeps a childhood diorama of a general store she made in her kitchen hutch, built by hand from popsicle sticks and sculpted miniatures— attended by a hand sewn clerk with a painted on face. This work is my tribute to her craftiness, and how it encouraged my career as an artist.