I created 2 groups of work during the blessedly long days at Civitella. One was a series of glazed hand-built ceramic vases, the forms of which were not pre-meditated, but rather conjured up in the moment. I have always been energized by the conflation and dissolving...
Excerpt From Five Hours to Simla The mother was shushing them all fiercely when they heard the sound they had given up hope of hearing: the sound of a moving vehicle. It came roaring up the road from behind them not at all where they had expected overtaking them in a...
