HALSION, halcyon /‘hal-se-on/
memories of a beautiful, carefree past,
a mystical bird forced by the gods to lay eggs in a floating nest; to roost, she coaxed the storms into a peaceful calm
Our pieces, like our inspirations, are often developed organically—a jot in a notebook passed to the other or clay that unexpectedly shapes itself on the wheel. Every idea is manifested in our Vancouver studio, in the good company of seasoned artists, between cups of tea.