on how to mold a pattern
To form a pattern, one must have a family history in which certain repetitions take place. We take these little deeds, pour them into a plaster mold and make different versions of them. Although we change colors and placement, the basic shape remains the same.
This piece deals with our imprints and rituals; their impressions, their juiciness and ultimately their futility. Is creativity only in detail?
Are we damned to repetition?
Glazed ceramics / wood