Porcelain.
I stretch it, paint it, fold it, going to the limits of its strength, fragility and transparency.
It often leaves me in desperation because of its fragility.
It leaves me breathless with the feeling of happiness to see its fragile intensity.

29.12.07

a bowl with colored porcelain stripes

Etichette: foto ceramica

15.12.07

'frozen paper' plates and cups and bowls









Etichette: foto ceramica
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