The very first thing I do upon waking up is look outside. Rain turned to snow this morning, and so the world was quiet and smiling and pure and all of those things that snow is and does. Snow is one wish granted.

A third sewn drawing is taped on the wall. Here is another drawing of a child, in the ether, on water, in a wave, in the world. She creates her atmosphere; her thoughts and wishes so thick they surround her like snow, quiet and pure and powerful. She is everything and everything is her, and she is home wherever she walks. She holds up her sky.

My studio mate is South Korean artist Min Kim (www.min-kim.com). I walked early, before she awoke, and then returned for coffee, eager for her to see the snow. Her love for the snow is more articulate than mine. No matter, she said it is for me. I know it is for all of us. Smiling, smiling, smiling, we hope it never stops.