At times, memories from the past are evoked by objects in the present; emotionally and magically the illusions materialize, waiting to be honored.

And so I create a likeness of the object, molding and carving the clay, then glazing and firing it until an image from my memory sits before me - hoping to find rebirth in another's hands and thus, begin memories anew.

As your hands touch the clay where my hands have been, the stories are passed forth...the memories are continued, changed, renewed and the magic and illusion preserved.