Partially inspired by Korean Moon jars, which are white, based on Confucian virtues of purity, subverting that notion, they are white yet grotesque. Discussing purity being damaging when upheld without question. Observing the mutation of shame in myself and the emotion that arises from another’s words. What stories do we have to tell? What do we tell ourselves? What are the pieces we remember? What can we let go of? I am thinking of how the body holds memory and how to create a container for these sentiments and recollections, keeping them safe while being processed—transforming stories of discomfort into a symbolic and valuable medium in the belief that other, unknown worlds are possible.

The body Knows
A vessel of knowledge
What it holds
Is vast
Beyond comprehension

A chance to be seen
And not disappear
When feelings appear
Or risk the pain
Of shoes that don't fit

With every new
Memory made
The story changes
To something
You only dreamed of

This piece began with Cosmic Scream Bowl which is the large piece which was made in 2021, the rest were completed in 2022 and retitled.