Building with porcelain bones

Reimagining this process is an act of remaking, so I invite you to journey through these steps with me. 

Described as beautiful and complex

Porcelain is built of two substances, Pentunse, the flesh, and Kaolin, the bones.  

Once Mined, refined and prepared.

I calculate my desire. 

This pause holds a kind of grandeur.


Porcelain records every movement of thinking, every change of thought.

I must be present.

It is both, too facile, as it slips between your fingers like water, 

and yet is deeply intractable.


As the extruder births the clay into form. 

Many will scar and warp.

Those with too much trauma, over time,

Bruise then break.


These bones ask to be picked up and held. 

Shrouded in fire, the glaze hugs tightly, 

beyond clothing for a body. 

This protection takes them from earth to a new.




A pulse of action


Through these stages of making, there are tentative moments.


Bolt after bolt, the inert box grows 

to a rhythmical mass of sonorous plains

a space where we are all found


I have found the interior of things

These clay objects are now an reflection