The Vase Collapsed in the Kiln and I Apologized to It
I opened the kiln and the vase had folded in on itself like it changed its mind. I stood there apologizing out loud. My roommate thinks I am losing it. Ceram...
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The Gallery Wants Production Not Patience
The gallery wants twelve bowls by spring. I make one a week if the wood cooperates. I rushed a piece. It cracked in the kiln room humidity. Patience is not a...
The Open Mic Host Said I Need a "Lighter Set"
I read poems about war and breakups. The host suggested lighter material. The audience clapped anyway. World on fire and I am asked to juggle. No. Poetry is...
Gallery Wants "Authentic Story" in the Artist Statement
The gallery wants an artist statement about heritage. I wrote about clay. They wanted trauma narrative. I rewrote with more clay. Some authenticity is just w...
The Kiln Schedule and the American Dream
Firing during a heat wave. Studio AC died. The kiln does not care. Korean-American artist life means translating patience across languages, voltage, and the...
The Steam, the Ceiling, and the Poetry Thing
An editorial on creative identity, artistic persistence, and what it costs to keep making art while the world asks if you're still doing 'the poetry thing.'