On a Saturday morning in Baltimore, the creative energy is almost tangible. You hear the clink of enamel mugs at a studio coffee bar, the low hum of a sewing machine from an upstairs loft, the soft thud of a leatherworkers mallet down the hall. Tables are

Walk into almost any converted rowhouse or old factory in Baltimore and youll eventually find it the faint smell of sawdust or mineral spirits, the clink of glaze jars, the scatter of yarn or paper scraps on a battered workbench. Arts Crafts in Baltimore