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Artifacts form the In-Between
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Intuitively shaped & eased into this world
An Artifact from the in-between
A story of depth, fear & courage.
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after many steps done
a long path taken
The Sigil appears
a promise of transcendence
born from the desire of change
the unbearably dullness of stagnation
wish and anxiety mixed inside your chest
an opportunity of growth and lightness
a chance of failure and pain
all inside The Sigil
you stand before it
a lever of chance
maybe only a slight chance
an undetermined chance
but a chance nevertheless
you take another breath
in your tight chest
and take it
for
fortune favours the brave
and fear has determined your actions
for
way too long
I've always thought of myself as more of a forest person. To my surprise, when intuition took over my hands, the first motifs that emerged were those of the deep sea. These vessels carry the essence of depth within their walls and are decorated with shapes to which the ocean floor gives birth. This piece is one of them.
Made for the moments when you want to call in that depth, it serves as a daily reminder of your core, or for those special times that call for something more.
Materials: Stoneware clay, Transparent Glaze.
Care: Please visit the Materials & Care section on my website for care instructions.
Intuitively shaped & eased into this world
An Artifact from the in-between
A story of depth, vulnerablity and a path to feeling secure.
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You can’t remember
the last time you felt truly held
It must have been ages at least
aeons to that
which you now know to bow before
the path is set
to please yourself
for there is no other way to serenity
so with each step you take
you get closer to the place you sought out
when your heart fell apart
that one fatefull day
that is so far into the past
yet that you carried every day
up until now
the forest of protection has not yet
fully regrown
but you begin to accept it
for what it already is
you know that the rest will follow
for with it
you have grown patient
the stumps will reach up into the sky
and you will be
hidden behind its veil
and protected by its wall
finally feel safe again
and then you’ll know
this time
you’ve built it yourself
and that which you keep maintained
no one can take away from you.
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NOTE: This piece has a crack inside one of its walls. While it is still intact please note that it is more fragile than other ceramic works.
Intuitively crafted and pulled from the in-between
this Artifact inhabits a story of depth and courage.
Through the two stepping stone ponds on the right
one can find a narrow path between large rocks,
stones that equally contain and protect, hide and reject.
On the other side of the dead land
characterised by the black wasteland and spikes
one can find abundance and a variety
decorations akin to those found in the deep sea.
Shades of blue, green and turquoise
draw oneself in like an open temples gate.
Finally
the wall of fire
behind the magically filled forms
speak of a fire that will never go out.
The Fire of the Soul
The Act of Creation
“To create is to open the inner gate, letting what dwells in the soul take shape in the world”
“In stillness, the work knows what it wants to become.”
“The Act of Creation is not forcing form, but letting go of control and walking the way until form appears.”
Sources of Inspiration
Relationships
Connections move through me like currents. In my work, I translate those emotional landscapes into symbols and shapes.
Spiritual Practice
The quiet stream that runs beneath my work — a daily return to stillness, and inner alignment. From there, clay becomes a vessel for what the soul is revealing.
The Maker
Years ago, at a turning point in my life, I first heard someone speak of the sound of silence.
Two years later, lost within an all-encompassing darkness, I stood face to face with the Origin. Yet something within me chose to return.
In awe of that encounter, I keep surrendering myself to that life force and lend my hands to that which moves through all things.
Since then, I keep on shaping what emerges by listening to the unseen.
Behind the Paths
Portals
The Portals I shape all have one thing in common: they act as lenses to glimpse at the fabric of life. In this lies both their beauty and their pain. Beyond them an endless well of spirit, yet they can never be attained. Like Portals, we humans live between two worlds, forever reaching across…
May a Portal help you find acceptance in that duality.
Worlds
A World, to me, is something inhabited — something that exists within itself, equally whole and separate from everything else. It comes alive through an energy that is distinctive and present, yet by its very nature, can never be fully entered.
In that sense, a World is much like the Inner World of Another Person. We may come close, we may see fragments, but we can never fully cross into it. Perhaps that is because doing so would mean leaving our own World uninhabited.
It is exactly this distance that keeps our World alive while allowing us to experience the wonder of another. And perhaps the fragments that enter our own World are already enough to enrich our lives and nourish our souls.
Ritual Vessels
Born in repetition, Ritual creates calm — small anchors that give the soul a place to soften and rest. If you chase butterflies, they fly away. Tend to the garden instead, and they will come. The same is true for inner peace. Tend to your soul and peace will find its way to you — gently and in its own time. May these Ritual Vessels be your anchors: places to return to yourself, to receive the chaos, and transform it from within.
Shaped in the moment, each Vessel is meant to bring you back into yours.
Studies & Curiosities
To create, one must eventually dedicate to a path or set a sort of frame. Any frame, perhaps, but a frame nonetheless. Sometimes, however, pieces spring into existence that want to step outside of that. Experiments within experiments, they do not quite belong anywhere. No concept binds them, they are a dance under the stars, a song sung to a quiet forest.
For that I admire them dearly, Studies & Curiosities with a playful and unimposing nature. They exist outside my own personal frame and should someone find them, they might have a hard time tracing them back to my name.
They are the little secrets we keep to ourselves — not to hide them from others, but for the quiet spark of knowing: only I know.
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