My work in porcelain is guided by entropy and the unseen alchemy of the kiln.
 When porcelain meets the fire of a high-temperature gas kiln, it moves toward its own edge — softening, melting, shifting beyond the structures I have carefully handbuilt. The matrix transforms, sometimes dissolving, sometimes crystallizing into unexpected forms. This unpredictability is not an accident but the essence of my practice: I invite chance and atmosphere to become collaborators in creation.

For me, each piece is a fragment of thought, a trace of emotion shaped by both my hands and the fire’s will. I do not seek to impose meaning. Instead, I offer the work openly, as a meeting point between myself and the viewer. What arises in that encounter — what is seen, imagined, or felt — belongs equally to both.

In this way, my sculptures exist as living presences, born of discipline and surrender, resilience and fragility, the known and the unknowable.