Reorientations
For a time I orbited your planet,
revolved around your axis,
oriented to your gravity
When you released me,
I spun off
into black space
untethered,
momentum without orientation
revolved around your axis,
oriented to your gravity
When you released me,
I spun off
into black space
untethered,
momentum without orientation
Wheel thrown forms are altered to create quasi two dimensional surfaces for painterly application of combinations of classic Chinese and Japanese glazes. The juxtaposition of utility and expression – the fiction of function – becomes a field for vitreous materials transformed from solid to shattered liquid frozen in time.