Today, while wandering around Harmony Hollow we found one of Jeffrey Cross’s bells.
Knowing that he’s been gone since 1977, it was moving to think about it hanging in a tree for so long. This place is magical in so many ways, and I swear I hear whispering in the wind of Jeffrey, and the other resident artists who have passed through.
It’s an honor to have the opportunity to try and do their memories justice with our ambitious project.
