It is late. I am in the process of transition. The construction of each object is complete and they are being fired in gas and wood burning kilns.
I am moving from a focus on the poetic object, intimacy, and individuation towards culture, species and network.
I think of both, it is only natural that I attend to each through this body of work; moving through the expanse of an idea, from a point of focus through its atmosphere and the space between.
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