Patterns of Flight
After being caught trespassing in a defunct orange packaging plant and asked if we knew what jail felt like, Chelsea Lynn La Bate and I moved our operation back to the whimsical White Spring. This kindled our urge to create with days confined to a claw foot tub, locomoting jars, and a duck’s cameo that was never to be.
Enjoy this labor of love and maybe one day you too will have the privilege of stepping foot into White Spring.
Chelsea Lynn La Bate