Around me, a dozen people are shaping clay with stamps and imprints and molds and drinking local brew. It’s a winter night at Berkshire Art Center, and I’ve finally made it to an Arts Night Out.
by Kate Abbott
Around me, a dozen people are shaping clay with stamps and imprints and molds and drinking local brew. It’s a winter night at Berkshire Art Center, and I’ve finally made it to an Arts Night Out.