India Timpani
Studio Notes
Teens
The RISD Museum was an essential part of my childhood. On weekends and school vacations, I wandered the galleries, old-school Utrecht sketchbook in one hand, pencil in the other, closely followed by my mother just in case I carelessly brushed up against something priceless. As I’ve grown, I’ve felt the Museum growing with me. This ever-evolving place never fails to fascinate me.
