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Rolling
unfired clay, found cherry wood, glaze bricks
80'' x 40'' x 8''
stoneware, porcelain

We can’t remember everything. We often forget the little victories, miss the lessons within our defeats and lose sight of moments we wish we hadn’t.
Conversations, classes, dinner parties, late nights, and long days. I carry these handfuls of memory along with me as we all do in our heads and hearts.
This work is for the fleeting moments. Grasping onto what is missable in our daily lives, and unearthing meaning from it.
However, certain moments deserve to be remembered more carefully than others.
So I keep rolling. Cherishing some, relinquishing others, and always forgetting along the way.
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