From their fuzzy bronze bud casings to the lipstick spiraling-out pink of new blooms, these flowering trees are uniquely captivating. And this springtime ritual of magnolia gazing just gained new depth: in addition to enjoying the hypnotizing range of form in the blooms, stems, stamen, and leaves— I just learned the perfumed petals are edible.
It’s been almost 20 years since I dedicated my practice to carving white porcelain. These past few months, with the completion of one life-dream and a solid taking stock of my studio direction, I’m playing with colour and gold. So far, it feels pretty good. Freeing. Even fun.
I’m not sure where this colour theme will go or if it will become a fixture, but at the moment, it feels downright joyous!
In the lexicon of craft, the word “process” holds a universe of meaning: inspired: to draw in, as in breath; to take in essential life force; haptic: using proprioceptive, exteroceptive, and interoceptive senses of touch; resonant: evocative of memory, sensation, vibration; instinct: innate knowing.