For the things we notice, remember
and turn into something beautiful.
When we make something,
we make only 51.
Not because there should be less of something beautiful, but because some things feel more special when they don’t exist endlessly.
What if it’s not enough…?
“We can always make it beautiful.”
12
27
40
51
pieces, made by hand
did an ordinary Tuesday deserve to be kept…?
did we forget these were the days we were making…?
what if enough was never about quantity…?
what if this, exactly as it is, is the good part…?
what if we already had enough…?