Bound Exhibition






A Life of Cups, 2018, Installation view in exhibition "Bound", hand-built stoneware with underglaze decoration
Statement
A bound is at once a leap, a restriction, a connection, and a journey.
As a maker, I am interested in the things that connect us and that guide us forward: to ourselves, to each-other, to the present, and to who we think we are.
Growing up, we ate dinner every night as a family: 365 days a year, 6 people, 6pm, no exceptions. It was lovely. It was torture. It was constant. A pivot point to the day when we bore witness to each other’s lives over macaroni and cheese and green beans.
These days I mostly eat alone.
Cup. Bowl. Plate.
These are the pots of the individual’s dining experience.
Pitcher. Serving Bowl. Platter.
These are the pots used for entertaining—for feeding a family.
The pots in this exhibition represent two parallel realities: nostalgia for the family I miss, and hope for the family I want.
Work © Naomi Clement, 2018, Images by Steven Krause.