A pot is made of millions of microscopic particles, held together by Van der Waals forces, a force so weak it only exists through happenstance in a single instance. And yet, these instances are compounded infinitely, inevitably resulting in a material we can consider strong. So strong in fact that it survives transformative processes such as drying out, shrinking, and being heated to a temperature that inevitably fuses these weakly bonded molecules together. The clay has been forced into a form, burned, and melted, only becoming stronger and more beautiful.

As with clay the allure of my work is not just the visible, but also the physical nature behind the construction. It’s not only the tangible attributes that I focus on, but the process which creates and informs it, as the joy in the process is just as important to understanding why I create the art I do as the joy of the finished product. The process is as powerful as the product. But at the end of the day, my work is subject to a simple directive, to bring joy. I want my work to reflect the care and love I pour into it, creating a beautiful thing that you’ll want to hold and care for, like I do.