Consciousness

untitled, 2000, ceramic, 4" x 1/4"
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I have always loved this little sculpture.
I think it is because of the beautiful, Â economic and poignant movements my hands went through to make it.
I rolled out a little slab of clay.
Cut it into a triangle.
Picked it up and softened the edges I had just cut.
Laid it down on the table.
Took my thumb and made these lovely, Â quick motions of very lightly pressing into the body of the triangle and making a quick sweep outwards leaving this gorgeous, fragile edge all the way around.
It looks fragile and pretty spontaneous but when you pick up the finished piece it feels like a large arrowhead. Â Full of power. Â Could do you in if it wanted to. Â It feels purposeful in its’ Â ’in-the-moment-honedness’. Â Quick, Â not too thought out, Â simple and ready. Â It feels perfect to me. It was easy and done in a couple moments. Â Nothing extra there. Â Elegant at rest in my hand.
Something to take note of; Â the non-doingness that made the thing.
These days I have very little energy to DO stuff.
And so I remember the rightness of this sculpture made in perfect ease and no thinking involved.
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