a canvas, waiting for its surface
clay as a poetic artifact
Through printing techniques, image transfers, underglaze application, sgraffito, inlay, and wax resist glazing I indulge the surface.
using our hands to tell stories
pinching, pulling, pressing
its narrative conduit recalls past eras, while firmly reminding us of the Anthropocence
I welcome curiosity about the nature of beauty and temporality, and invite the viewer to build their own story
storytelling as an art form
I am interested in human connection and our relationship to the landscape. How does love, struggle and memory internally coalesce as layered stories?