a practice in connection 

what’s the shape of a moment when you felt entangled with the world?

what does the clay know? What memories does it have of belonging to the earth and the sky? Made of rocks and bones and everything that has been on earth and in space; only made malleable by the water that has been cycling through time and space for billions of years. Can we feel this entanglement the way the clay does? How will we shape these ancient memories of what has been and what will continue to be? 

I’m curious what arises when we are in relation to each other - creating together with the clay. Through this collaboration I have been making space for new ways of making and mending to emerge. 

I invited three friends to make tangible the shapes of our entanglement, through conversation and creation and destruction and repair.  These pieces were each shaped by me and one of these friends - we then dropped them on the ground and switched pieces to transform them into something new. May these forms be a reminder of our belonging to the earth and to each other.