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From why don't we know each other (2017) I was born with fire, water, air, and wood in my chart. It seems right that I reach for earth, apply my hands to it, dust my clothes with it. I explore the interaction between what I carry, what clay offers, and what clay receives from me.… Continue reading on the exchange
i wish hearts and laws were as easy to change as clay that persistent hands could help press them into the shapes necessary to hold nourishment, warmth, to be beautiful, imperfect strange and i know that clay is not really so easy that even clay takes force and fire to change and even then there… Continue reading the news and clay
to have known it so intimately to have touched every surface and to then let go of any sense of control all expectations and desires to let heat take its due to accept what is created to know only part of how it came to be
to take mud and poison and fire and make useful things that people want to look at and touch every day
