Shamless Self Promotion

Nana Bee
I had no plan, or idea for her i just started hacking away at a block of clay and came up with her. She resembles my grandmother Mini Beatrice, so i named her after her and gave her a bee on her shoulder to include a sense of me.

Seeking Shelter
A piece I finished when I was a junior in High school. This piece was a very therapeutic piece for me to work on, and opened my eyes that my habit and outlet for coping was painting.

Ethel and Thomas
The first pair of salt and pepper shakers I've ever made. It was a good process of understanding how one's supposed to create effective, workable salt and pepper shakers. The process of making usable art was a rough one indeed. You can make something have a purpose but come across a lot of factors that can get in the way of that.

Eskimo's Heart
I can't throw, or make glaze, but i can build and pinch figures that can be used for everyday, domestic actions. This is an eskimo woman with a visible heart on the other side, that can be used as a book end. I made it for my one friend who loves reading, when i gave it to her, she wasn't as excited or happy as i wanted her to be, so i took it back.

God's Foot
A piece i made exploring the coil process, It can be used as a vase. I gave it to my Best friend who was so pleased that i made him something, not compared to Emily. He took this and his cat to Sacramento this summer and that's it. It's good to know someone loves your art.

Lygophobia
A piece i did when i was a junior for a impressionist project. I won 1st place in a juried art show with 13 counties in it, this piece allowed me to see that i can paint, and it be reciprocated by an audience.

Line
Two semesters ago i retook 2 Dimensional with professor Carue and finally understood what he was looking for out of his students. I learned to fully explore a material and what it can do and how you can use it, i also learned he comfort in experimenting with your art, compared to worrying about ruining a canvas.

Jars
Carue was a funny professor, didn't enjoy objective art, and forced us to go beyond what a figure or symbol can tell us. He hated the subject matter, but loved my technique and told me I had something going on. I then grew more comfortable with exploring one specific material and grew more comfortable with making mistakes.