The year
Twelve drops. One a month. Then gone.
Each piece is made for the light of the month it lands in, in a fixed edition, and is not made again. This is the whole year — the ones that have opened, and the ones still to come.
The year
Each piece is made for the light of the month it lands in, in a fixed edition, and is not made again. This is the whole year — the ones that have opened, and the ones still to come.