In order to manifest the objects in my body of work, I must conjure up the creative superspirit. I enrapture the spirit to Earth and command it what to do. I investigate emotions with intense vigor and great devotion, morphing them into solid spheres of creation. Through understanding the sacred intensity of life and gesture, I transform human ideas of function and tradition into universal representations of vitality and momentary and immortality. As I strike the clay, the artistic evolution is instantaneous with the extemporaneous coercion of quintessential craftsmanship.

The processes I encounter and embrace are of both humiliating intensity and gut-wrenching fury. The soft and supple earthclay allows seductive manipulation towards almost intolerable animation. The boiling blazes of the firey demon kiln often burn and warp my expectations, but can mature the sacred vessels form beacons of innocence to supreme life beings, full of candor and enchantment. The ultimate result is a superbly intimate relationship between the object and its user/viewer, be it one of rapturous delight and amazement, or of daily use and contemplation.