A living sacred arts sanctuary rooted in the forests of Northern California

KIMBERLY DELLACORVA

These objects arrive. I give them form, I use my hands, materials, and time.

They carry what language can’t hold: grief, devotion, memory, and sometimes the power of the divine feminine. They come through this land, through thirty years of practice, through something older than both.

These pieces ask to be felt and seen in person. A photograph is just the beginning.