sapping my youth

i would get paid 1 penny for each pine cone i collected from the yard before my mom mowed the lawn. my small, sap sticky hands would move along the grass and dirt searching diligently for each cone and, when she wasn't watching, reach up and pull them off the low branches of the trees before tossing them into the rusty wheel barrel. 

coe & waito create quiet objects inspired by natural elements like these hand sculpted porcelain pine cones and acorns.