“Turn Out Your Pockets” like a small child showing treasures to mom. How do you fill the spaces around you. I have a basket filled with driftwood from my many beachwalks, a cermaic maroon-colored pasta bowl full of rocks and beach glass. The Christmas Cactus bloomed for Halloween and the Smiley-Face lamp bought second or third hand at St. Vinnies casts a cheerful yellow glow in the studio. My hope wavers sometimes. Then I try to open up with breath, with yoga, with faith in the space I fill. I try to extend that into the world of others.