Black Mountain, NC
Forty years ago, I first put my hands into clay. Without my considering aesthetics or outcomes, objects emerged, conveying feelings for which I had no words. As I mature--both as a woman and as an artist--I chose materials, designs, and firing techniques more deliberately.
Today, I enjoy hand-building strong organic sculptural forms that speak of interdependence and a sense of belonging. Yet, there are still times when the malleable clay has its own agenda, unearthing age-old struggles and addressing contemporary issues.
"...simple clay is transformed,
and something new is called
to stand out
like a planet newly born." (excerptes from a poem written for the artist by Steward Walker)
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