Over the course of a lifetime dreams ebb and flow. Some never become more than quiet murmurings. Others take subtle root in our minds and hearts and germinate beneath the surface.Twenty-five years have passed since my first experience sculpting sand. This weekend, I will reconnect with this passion as I attempt to make sand and water resemble a manatee mother and her calf.
Risking to follow my heart's journey is more important than any class that I have taken or grade that I have received. My hope is, that by following my own dream, I will encourage each of my student's to look inward and then follow their own heart's journey.
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