a dance on the milk river

The quiet tension between fragility and form. Drawing from the precision of porcelain craft,  sculptural silhouettes float through the milky river of tones and hues. Each look evoking the purity of clay before fire — fluid, unfinished, luminous. Movement is restrained, serene with shapes mimicking the regal sculpt of a vase. A whisper, a meditation, a touch of refinement. The serenade of ephemeral beauty and an ode to translucent strength.