Yesterday was my first time in the studio to work since the end of last semester. I can't tell you how good it felt! When you walk into the Ceramics Studio you are bombarded by the smell of raw earth. Earth that has a life and breathe of its own. We who work with this medium can attest to this saying, "You work on Clay's time. Clay does not work on yours". What that means is to treat clay like a living and breathing organism. By doing so you're able to build a connection with the earth through consistent time and work. Through that connection the clay is able to interpret who you are and reflect that in the work you produce. It's experience with this relationship that I am able to characterize Ceramics as this fluid and organic medium.
Being back has a mixture of emotions. This is my last year working in this space that I have grown so close to. It has become a sanctuary for me to process the past, present, and future stages of life. Working with Ceramics I draw correlations from process to life when it comes to dedication, patience, perseverance, trial and error, freedom, boundaries, exhilaration, and apathy. Not only learning through working, but learning under my Professors and Mentors has been evolutionary to how I have grown not only as an artist but as a man.
Currently writing this in the studio. After all this talk about ceramics I have to get back to work. Clay is calling!
I have always been someone who loves adventure. Adventure has manifested itself in a number of ways. It has come through by putting in an application, buying a concert ticket for one, using a completely new medium in an art project, ordering a plane ticket, going hiking by myself, or even deciding to go straight through a green light rather than the usual right turn. This website is an adventure in and of itself. I have no idea what awaits me by going on this journey, but I can say it will be great.
Being a Senior in college is a little nerve wrecking. You see, I am a transfer student into a four-year art program. That means this is my fifth and final year of undergrad. Wow, it's been 17 years that I have been in school. I have a few ideas of what I want to do after graduation, but life offers no certainties.
So, without further ado welcome to my blog where you will see art making, the occasional cup of God’s Holy Nectar (what others call coffee), snap shots of adventures, and my process of growing as an art major into an artist.