They Keep My Friend In A 6' x 9' Cell is a response to the occurrence of my 5th year sober, the start of graduate school, and my friend’s 10th year incarcerated. Spending 72 hours locked in a room making pinch pots as a marker of time, an archival of memories, thoughts, and emotions, and as an offering, I reflected on the ways our lives had diverged. Using this work to navigate my memories through making, I hoped to pull from the therapeutic benefits of clay as a means to record time and process.
What is there left to do?
Protest Invulnerability is play on emotional and physical incarcerations both individually and socially inflicted. The ceramic installation converses on both the personal and removed, the pain of isolation, imprisonment, invulnerability and exclusion.
Five Hundred and Forty Eight Nights
Five hundred and forty eight nights. That is the amount of Sunday family dinners that a prisoner has missed during ten years of incarceration. This piece explores the visual accumulation of time, the tension of absence vs presence, and the inescapability of the emotions a family feels when a loved one is absent.
I use an earthenware clay body fired to cone 04. Using a variety of slips, underglazes, and terra sigillatas, I apply surface design to my pots. Colors, lines, and shapes record the residue of my memories transferred onto my pots.