Clay has been my medium of choice since dreams about clay objects in the mid 1980s led me to make art. By turning to clay to sculpt my dreams, I was able to extend my meditation on them. Clay’s earthiness and responsiveness enables me to shape the textures and forms I envision, which fire turns rock hard.

All of my art is an attempt to examine divisions, opposing forces, and the struggle for healing. In some way each work is a metaphor for the divide I experience in myself when I ignore the truth. This disconnecting not only cuts me off from pain, but also from compassion and the ability to transform. It seems to me that my tendency to split from truth is common to others as well and has marred much of human history. So for me, artmaking is a force for making connections between fragments, between the past and the present, and between opposing forces of nature.