Collections of "mazekoze" plates in three sizes - mini, side and dinner.
It was such a dull cloudy day when I took this photograph. I could actually make an effort to take another shot in sunny day, but then, they look like these when it’s dark, which is truth too, so it maybe wroth showing you than wasting the shot, I thought.
By the way, I am full of cold with nasty coughs. 😷 My girl blamed me for giving her snotty nose, but I am 100% sure it was other way round! .
Come see what’s behind the mask and much more this Friday at OUTLAWS exhibition held by the @lexingtonartleague and curated by po’ boys artist collective. Reception 6-9 with onsite tattooing by charmed life (currently taking appointments). I may get one send me a drawing if you have an idea.
Some thoughts about my work and the show by my fellow artist, friend, and outlaw @mdombrosky
READ BELOW: “I've always thought of clay as a weapon. The Etruscans buried bowls, pots, and vases in their necropoli for what *may* have been storage (thirst and hunger in the afterlife persisted, for sure) but for what was also likely armaments. Disturbing eternal slumber calls for drastic measures.
Duchamp's Fountain muddied the waters of sculpture forever, and opened doors; his urinal was a wormhole. We're not alone, and we're certainly not safe. We bake our clay, adorn it with symbols, and hope for the best. Outlaws don't shoot people in the streets, they corrupt ideals, show us alternate paths. Fever dreams. Skulls for cups, clown heads for drinking, and fake corn. Don't trust any of it, but buy everything. Every last fucking piece you can get your hands on.
Don't go to your afterlife unarmed.
Bulls in china shops break it all again.
Minotaur in a palm, golden nose running, dripping, sniffing, stuffed, cracked, and brittle.
An old barns full of plaster molds, rotted floors, and dust.
Margaritas in cactus-shaped glasses coveted by pirates and hung from the rafters.
No sleep but deep fever blush. Fever. Fever. Lavender?
The shape of your own skull staring out from your booze, looking inward and outward at once.
Corn cobs glistening like beads in the sun, grimacing with black teeth.
Clowns full to the brim with shaving cream.
A corn cob pipe and a button nose? Two eyes made out of coal. A siesta with Prilosec. Nausea with splenda.” #ceramics#pottery#art#clay#outlaw#skull#skullart
Hola a Tod@s.
El taller para abril ya tiene sus 12 participantes, varias personas se quedaron por fuera pero alguien me preguntó sí existe la posibilidad de hacer otro taller en las mismas fechas (abril 22 y 29 ) pero en horas de la tarde. Yo creo que sí es posible pero dependo de las personas que se animen, de modo que sí usted se quedó por fuera y le suena esta propuesta, hágamelo saber.
Blackbird ceramic artwork
Check out these amazing blackbird facts... 1. It takes a pair of blackbirds 11 to 14 days to make a nest. Most of the work is done by the female.
2. A blackbird usually lives very close to where it hatched for its entire life.
3. Blackbirds like to sing after it has rained.
4. Blackbirds are really common in Europe. There are up to 55 million breeding pairs. The only European country they don't breed in is Iceland.
5. Cuckoo's often sneek their eggs into a blackbird nest. But blackbirds are not easily fooled and they eject the alien eggs! 🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦
Basically everyday I wrote in my journal "make more bowls, find more time, make more time to make more bowls." 🌱 growing in my ceramic journey, learning how to make more time and spend more time on improving. Here is my first ever wheel thrown bowl glazed w/Kathleen Aquamarine. #ceramics#potterhead#bowls#pottery#creations
I had an awesome time in the couple of days I spent in Pittsburgh for NCECA with the WU Ceramics group! I was able to see some of my favorite artists give talks and demonstrations. We also visited the Warhol Museum where I took awkward photos with @robbieagain 🤙