The teenage monk was supposed to sit on the wood. It was bisque-fired without cracks, but when I put it in a kiln for glaze-firing, it fell off a temporary platform and broke into three pieces.
As I spent hours on it, I wanted to cry. I told myself, "Nothing is permanent. Everything is transient. My ceramic art is certainly one of them."
About "Art in Process"
This page is an window for you to see my creative process. I would like to encourage you to leave your comments here. I hunger for a conversation with you about my art. What kind of emotions or thoughts did my art provoke you? What did you like/dislike? What viewpoint do you agree/disagree to? Your honest feedback will feed my art going forward. Thank you.