Big Head (2020)

 Stoneware, underglazes, slips, glazes, fired to cone 6

Where do you keep all your thoughts in that pretty little head? When all the space in your mind is taken over by worries and what ifs, here is a garden where you can put them to rest. The flowers are red as menstrual blood, lining the womb of the head, ready to expel worrisome thoughts that don’t serve you. Hide your shames and secrets here, where they will fade and become buried in time. Rest your body on Big Head, and let her hold your pain for you. You’ll have to take the chance that she might eat you alive.