About ME

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I grew up thinking I could never be an artist. Art belonged somewhere else, outside of my life—formal, distant, academic yet impractical. Those instincts stayed buried under pragmatism for years, until adulthood gave me enough distance—and defiance—to reclaim them in clay.

I make handbuilt ceramic art that straddles the line between the familiar and the otherworldly. I use the language of pots, bowls, and vases, but the work isn’t about holding water or flowers. It's about holding a feeling, memory, contradiction.

Clay lets me be messy and a little wild, a place where contradiction can live without needing to be resolved. In clay, I can be tender but rebellious, deliberate but messy, familiar but strange. I’m most drawn to the way the clay listens, pushes back, and records touch without apology.

I’m not aiming for shock, but I want my work to feel a little larger or louder than it looks—to surprise, to move, and to linger in one’s mind.

As I move forward, I want to push all of these themes and forms further–go larger, more exaggerated, riskier.