by CMCook | Oct 7, 2025 | fat cow studio
October has always felt like home to me. The air turns tender, the light softens, and everything, sky, field, and heart, seems to breathe a little slower. It was my mom’s favorite month, and maybe that’s why I feel her presence in the quiet moments, when the wind...
by CMCook | Jul 18, 2025 | fat cow studio
I’ve lived in Texas for over 40 years, and I’ll be honest, I’m still not used to the 100° and up heat. The sun can be downright brutal, and by mid-July, I find myself dreaming of crisp autumn air and cozy winter mornings. Still, there’s a raw, rugged beauty to Texas...
by CMCook | Jun 19, 2025 | fat cow studio
There’s something about a summertime sunset that speaks the same language as clay. Maybe it’s the way the sky slowly shifts from gold to ember, or the soft wash of rose that lingers just before night settles in. These skies feel familiar—like the inside of my kiln...
by CMCook | Jun 10, 2025 | fat cow studio
I found myself in my garden, surrounded by the flowers my mother once loved. This garden is mine—planted in my time, in my rhythm—but still, she’s here. Listening to the birdsong, I heard her laughter, soft and familiar. She was there in the dancing of the...
