Just the Three of Us

They stand calf-deep in the rolling waves – dog between them – and open. Open their lungs. Open their senses. Unfurl the tensions of the day (week… month… year) until their skin tingles. The sun slips lower… then lower… so low that they reluctantly turn, walk from the sand and back across the tar ready to conquer the world again.


Hand-dyed yarn (woven base)

Thrifted yarn

Indie dyed recycled silk ribbon

Linen remnant

Hand & machine stitching •

Found stones


55 cm wide x 64 high


1 in stock



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