Throw a lump on the wheel and start, At the beginning it dances a little and to center it requires pressure. It requires strength and concentration until it is stable. Raising and lowering, raising and lowering, giving it a moment to get used to the wheel. Now you can make something. With the right amount of strength and delicacy, It opens into a bowl and closes into a mug, flattens out into a plate or swells into a pitcher.
The language of ceramics I learned from watching and talking to my father. I make use of the motifs of this language and convey them to the arena of photography. My starting point is working with the clay as earth. From its natural, primary shape to the way in which it is present and forms my home and culture.