Handmade ceramic jewelry & pottery inspired by nature - Marina Marinski.
Ceramics by Clive Bowen, image by Drew at Gallery Le Fey
Treepot! I need one of these :D
Tea bowl, reddish brown stoneware, with a marbled glaze, and floral decoration in colours on a cream-coloured patch. It has been mended with gilt lacquer. 18th century, Japan. V&A Museum
Amazing ceramic teapots that look like tree branches by Eric Serritella
The purity of nature and the Asian art aesthetic have always inspired me and I find clay the ideal medium for reflecting both.
Through my ceramic trompe l’oeil sculptures I challenge the viewer with both the nature of the material and the messages within. Whether wheel-thrown or hand-built, these forms are completely hand carved and transformed to mimic weathered logs and birch trees-the angels of the forest.
I strive to show how nature maintains its splendors through tenacity and triumph of existence despite the disregard we humans show her. I appreciate how ceramic mirrors the environment’s fragility and durability-easily damaged if disrespected and yet invincible in its inherent beauty.
Each piece I create is a relationship-the story of shared discovery. The clay and I make the journey together through the tension of disagreement and the harmony of accord. The final form-the result of our conversation-has a life all its own.
I strive for the life in each creation to foster awareness and influence viewer behavior toward the environment. My hope is that at least some will acquire a new appreciation and way of seeing and thus choose to walk with softer steps.
A gallery of ceramic sculpture. It’s rare to feel as if an animal can possess you — inhabit your body, mind and spirit as if it were a new lover exploring all your real and artificial selves. Dress your dogs and cats with as many sweater vests, booties and hats as you want; they’ll never come close to the hybrid human qualities that seductively inhabit the work of Beth Cavener Stichter. This might be, in part, because she views her stone sculptures as portraits — of people she has met briefly in passing or good friends or family. She doubles the uncanny moment by acknowledging that these creatures are self-portraits as well, since the very act of interpreting another’s actions, facial expressions, and intentions says — and betrays — much more about our own fears and desires than the other person. We rarely acknowledge or intellectually wrestle with this flash-fiction judgment that we impose onto friends and strangers alike.
these are freaking GORGEOUS and make me wish i was good at thinking three-dimensionally