Perspectives in Time
Sometimes I’m not sure whether I’m young or old or in my prime, and I’m pretty sure the spirit inside me is not the same age as the face presented to the world. And there are times when we can see things with the wonder of youth as well as the wisdom of age. This large handbuilt stoneware vessel contains multitudes: its three faces hold divergent perspectives of youth, fecundity and age. There is dialog between these visages, arguments about the nature of reality and the mysteries of life. The surface is layered with porcelain and finished with a crystalline matte glaze textured with earthy oxide washes and ashy mists.
Sometimes I’m not sure whether I’m young or old or in my prime, and I’m pretty sure the spirit inside me is not the same age as the face presented to the world. And there are times when we can see things with the wonder of youth as well as the wisdom of age. This large handbuilt stoneware vessel contains multitudes: its three faces hold divergent perspectives of youth, fecundity and age. There is dialog between these visages, arguments about the nature of reality and the mysteries of life. The surface is layered with porcelain and finished with a crystalline matte glaze textured with earthy oxide washes and ashy mists.
Sometimes I’m not sure whether I’m young or old or in my prime, and I’m pretty sure the spirit inside me is not the same age as the face presented to the world. And there are times when we can see things with the wonder of youth as well as the wisdom of age. This large handbuilt stoneware vessel contains multitudes: its three faces hold divergent perspectives of youth, fecundity and age. There is dialog between these visages, arguments about the nature of reality and the mysteries of life. The surface is layered with porcelain and finished with a crystalline matte glaze textured with earthy oxide washes and ashy mists.
