i have deep + strong love for the deepest darkest indigo.
here are a few of the ways that i express this affection . . .
i’m not exactly sure why, but stacks of wonky plates make me really happy.
it could be that it shows the true handmade-ness of the plates, or the beauty in negative space, or the individual personality of each plate, whatever the reason, it never ceases to spark a little joy in me when i pass these piles.