June 2025
https://www.instagram.com/ias.studio
What a gift it is to wander around, to forage blueberries, read books, sleep, and think.
My time at Kuba began with deeply needed introspection, unwound into walking and connecting with the forest. I came across a piece of red fabric, it set off, red against the green of the moss, a soft satin against the gentle bounce. The unfolding began. I gathered clay, objects formed in woodland spaces, and ideas gathered into long summer days.
Posted: November 1, 2025 by AdminKuba2020
Irina Skornyakova
June 2025
https://www.instagram.com/ias.studio
What a gift it is to wander around, to forage blueberries, read books, sleep, and think.
My time at Kuba began with deeply needed introspection, unwound into walking and connecting with the forest. I came across a piece of red fabric, it set off, red against the green of the moss, a soft satin against the gentle bounce. The unfolding began. I gathered clay, objects formed in woodland spaces, and ideas gathered into long summer days.
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