Before my hands touch clay, I like to look into the sky, and towards the forest. That’s where my energy comes from. The material has to be rough and robust – this is how I get things right. I wear black, but my soul is awash with colour. There’s the blue of seas, the gold … Continue reading Jaana Kormašov
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