In 2001 I bought a ceramic mug with a lump on the bottom painted to look like a cockroach so that when you finish your coffee and get to the bottom you either think, "Fuck, there's a cockroach in my cup." or "That cockroach-on-the-bottom idea is clever, but the cockroach isn't very realistic." I fall into the latter camp so this is my interpretation. The cockroach is a mold of a plastic cockroach from a post-Halloween vermin sampler.
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potter and ceramic artist based in Tucson, Arizona. Self-taught and neurodivergent, he has worked in the medium of stoneware clay for 21 years, developing a practice rooted in literal construction and obsessive repetition. He makes non-traditional ceramics in a medium built on tradition, exploring the overlap between wonder and revulsion. Subject matter includes sympathetic monsters, insects, opossums, fast food mascots, and Halloween kitsch.
I am in love with my medium. I love the process of frantically birthing clay monstrosities, subjecting them to an epic trial by fire, and sending them out into the world.