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 The totemic fired clay sculpture which I create are earthy figures with volume, texture, movement and shadow mobilized by the transit of the sun.  Yearning forms rising up from the ground they slake a thirst in the public eye for volume and mass.  Personable in scale these figures have a sense of being inhabited.  They do not reference race, religion, social class or culture yet they relate in scale and in energy to the viewer as figures.  They do not have a narrative and do not attempt to tell the viewer what to think.  Each is a unique; there are no multiples.

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Clay for me is a tactile understanding.  For six decades I have been in thrall with clay’s plasticity, its embodiment of flux and its ability to record history.   Clay is the residue of previous existences now long since obliterated.  It is the maw of the millennia, the residue of recycling history.

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