• Home
  • About
  • Art
  • Shop
  • Journal
Menu

AMY STONE

  • Home
  • About
  • Art
  • Shop
  • Journal

to see more of my work and follow along, find me on instagram! @amyhstone

Can we speak in flowers? It will be easier for me to understand. —other language Poem by : @nayyirah.waheed Finally got to meet these amazing little babies. Shepherd, meet your new bffs. #charlotteellishausen #lucybennetthausen #benjaminwalkerhausen #hausentriplets Josh and Laura—they are beautiful and perfect and SO lucky to have y’all as parents. ❤️❤️❤️ Studio beginnings on this beautiful Monday afternoon. I didn’t get much done in my studio this week. I’m exhausted from being sick and taking care of a baby. But I’m thankful for a clean house, a quiet weekend, the promise of fall weather, the promise of my studio. I’m trying to give myself grace and allow myself to rest. Some weeks are just hard. #tgif #ginandtonictime I woke up and thought today was Sunday, and Shep slept juuuuust long enough for me to make a to-do list for the week 🙃☠️ Our small intense friendship breaks me Not like broken bread or a broken heart But like a shattered glass Unexpected, glimmering, catching my Breaths You the pupil I the teacher You the teacher I the pupil I find more and more of who I want to be When I'm with you. The tiniest moments-- Smiles on eBay rugs Night tunes hummed with the crickets Mid morning sleeps on my chest-- Days are made in these things. Days are made with you. A small voice says to me: do you see This? Do not miss this. Saturday cuddles 👀 with my favorite boys Seven— Help me to remember that softness &depth Are gifts Re working is one of my least favorite/most favorite things to do. Started listening to Charles Bradley and writing and here we are, re working. Re naming. #wip Morning alley walk turned into a palette and composition study. I’ve been finding treasures on alley walks since I was young. My best friends and I would gather scraps for collages behind their house and take them back to their garage apartment to put together. This morning, I thought of old, sweet friendships and breathed a moment of fall before the day started. Mayyyyy have cried reading Miss Rumphius to Shepherd this morning. “You must do something to make the world more beautiful.” 💔😭 #williamshepherdstone