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My body moves along the skin of the earth,
As my eye watches the activity of the atmosphere.
My works of art are recordings of the winds passing above the earth,
The rains descending toward the surface,
Waves crashing upon its edges,
Or the water of rivers carving patterns into the land.
I draw the air as it moves over the skin
As mist, fog, typhoon or as feathers,
Which cause ripples to move,
Over the surface of a still lake.

Caroline Greenwald


“Caroline Greenwald… knows no peer when it comes to the poetic and expressive handling of handmade paper.”

The Washington Post

Jo Ann Lewis - Art critic