Drift, 2015
ceramic, paint, sand
10 x 24 x 7 feet
...I felt my own body was the only one I had the right to exploit... I picked up a piece and started carving out the first lines. A tickling sensation started down the arch of my foot as well as the inside of my arm down to my palm. It felt like the tickling vibration one’s skin gets upon receiving the anticipated touch of a lover. I fell in love with Drift that night.
excerpt from writing on the subject of Drift, 2016
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