Exhibition of my summer Artist Residence in Rome, at home. Presented on my neighborhood steps.

local earthenware

Stopping by Woods

                                                                  

on a Snowy Evening

His house is in the village though

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow

The only other sound's sweep
of easy snow and downy flake.

"Stopping by Woods on Snowy Evenings" by Robert Frost