What a special medium. Ive been working with clay for the last 4/5 years, it has remained dear to my heart ever since. I started connecting to it instantly and felt a part of myself start to speak through it. Im coming into my puzzle of an identity more and more the longer i create with it. I feel all the faceless ancestors of mine teach me.
This medium goes through fire and dryness and unpredictability in such a consistently magnifying way. It’s beautiful in each of its stages. A wet maleable dough, a form that starts to hold its shape, it can be carved into and added on to until it reaches a state of fragile strength, its put under fire, forced to cool, and painted with liquid that burns into glass for its final form. All while being in an uncertain state. Your final piece may not come out exactly as you expect it to, it may come out in pieces, it may come out fully intact. The beauty in that is so powerful and has been my biggest teacher since i started.
This collection, like all my pieces, are a connection to me. I expect nothing and receive everything. I wanted to record a few of the pieces ive been making in its earliest stage- pre-bisqued and raw.
I’m excited to play around with not only functionality but making them come alive through the shadows they create, I noticed this pattern when I first started making this collection and I’ve been chasing different shadows in some of my pieces ever since.
