Handmade Folk Art from Cornwall
The Luxury of Our Discontent: A Winter’s Tale I sat in my chair today, watching the Cornish rain. It has been persistent—day after day of grey, damp, soul-sapping wetness. I felt a familiar rising resentment. My plans for the workshop … Continued
The clock has barely ticked past four, and a deep, visceral thunder is the only timekeeper needed. Storm Bram, a colossal force birthed out over the Atlantic, has made its aggressive entry. I sit here, a small, warm anchor in … Continued