I’m embarrassed to say it took me 15 years to finally visit the light filled and prolific studio and factory of Irene Otis, at stop number 16, our Vashon institution of tiles and insight, color and hope. It was a challenge to stay on task and take in the art, as I so much wanted to discuss issues of joy, freedom, suffering and faith, which arose in Irene’s refreshingly candid discussion of her recent trip to a Buddhist monastery in Myanmar.
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