pink fall grasses

photograph by rebecca wood

little tin barn

this little tin barn is in rebecca, georgia. the back end is held up by the biggest chinaberry tree i ever saw. love old tin shacks!

words and photographs by rebecca wood

old friends

a few weeks ago, rebecca, kristen and i spent the day with our friend nancy. we wanted to visit and catch up, but, also, nancy was writing a piece for the bitter southerner about her path southward, and also about beauty everyday. we spent the day going to each other's spaces and talking and reminiscing, over tea and homecooked food.

nancy was really one of our early connectors...i discovered rebecca's pottery in 1994 because nancy carried some pieces in her shop, frontier, in downtown athens. i have vivid memories of the early days of frontier; it was like stepping into another world, full of beautiful items all lovingly curated by nancy. it was more than just a shop; there was so much to be inspired by. also, i will never forget the first time i went to nancy's house. seeing the space that she had created for her family made a huge impression on me.

in 1995, i returned to athens after college and had my sights set on working at r.wood studio...and eventually i started working there. there were only 3 employees back then...no one knew how much it would eventually grow; we just enjoyed it for what it was at that moment. i learned more from my time there and from knowing rebecca that it is impossible to sum it up in this space here.

but, now, all these years later, i feel lucky that we are all still close and that we get to spend time together and collaborate and create. everyday.

enjoy these photos from rebecca's house and r.wood studio, and from treehouse kid&craft, kristen's shop, and 1 or 2 from our lunch break at my studio. you will see a cycle of inspiration running throughout. they all inform each other and all come from and back towards each other.

words and photographs by rinne allen

carved

photograph by rebecca wood

rebecca, georgia

on the way to albany last week, i made a side trip to visit rebecca, georgia. it was a gorgeous fall day for road tripping. i was proud to see the water tower with my name on it, but all that was left otherwise was a quickie mart. the little row of brick shops was all caved in and windows gone. nothing available there now but beauty.

words and photographs by rebecca wood

fall walks

l o v e fall walks in the woods! I found this patch of some kind of tall tall weed unknown to me. but the stalks and leaves were glowing so purple in the late morning light. . . another thing to try to do a painting of. . .

words and photographs by rebecca wood

early fall greenery

photograph by rebecca wood

Fall's Rich Tapestry II

I went out to the botanical gardens to wander the paths there. I found a patch left to wild itself, and was thrilled at the beautiful chaos. such a rich tapestry of form and color and life and death all intertwined and radiant in the fall light. if I had the patience, and the talent, and the time, I would paint a giant canvas of one of these. I think you would learn everything you ever needed to know. . .

words and photographs by rebecca wood

gradated dahlias

photograph by rebecca wood

grasses

photograph by rebecca wood

exploring

i'm exploring my new neighborhood. it backs up to an old brick sewing factory, covered in vines. i fell in love with some blue graffiti on the lovely brown rust.

words and photographs by rebecca wood

secret tree

photograph by rebecca wood

brooklyn botanic garden

my sister sara lives right near the brooklyn botanic garden, so we usually go over there to see what's growing. after hurricane sandy there was a lot of trees damaged there, but they used the debris to build a kids fort! it's all nailed and woven together. it has great log stairs leading up to an enclosed deck up top with log seating all around. it almost looks like a giant birds nest when you first see it.

words and photographs by rebecca wood

pink pops

photograph by rebecca wood

changing palettes

it's getting to be my favorite time of year, garden wise. i LOVE when things are dying and overgrowing and blooming all at once. blooming colors and dying colors all embraced together. and the colors! here's some changing colors, heralding falls new pallet.

words and photographs by rebecca wood

floating

photograph by rebecca wood

little old store

I love tin clad buildings, especially on an overcast day. They shimmer. this one is in rayle, georgia. I imagine it used to be a store. It's got such a cute little boxy shape.

words and photographs by rebecca wood