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ELLEN
HANAUER
STUDIOS
outdoor sculpture
When I stick my hands in clay, I am five years old again, making mud-pies on my front lawn. Truths return to me through the tips of my fingers; truths that that only a child caked in mud, sitting on green grass, can possibly know.
![]() GoddessClay | ![]() Fertility PrayerClay |
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![]() SirensClay | ![]() FissureClay |
![]() FissureClay | ![]() The Balance WithinClay, glaze |
![]() SpiritClay | ![]() GratitudeClay |
![]() FearClay |
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