Six years ago, while traveling through the Carolinas, I came across kaolin clay, colloquially known as “white dirt.” I became fascinated with its diverse uses. Believed to provide essential minerals, it is consumed by pregnant women in the south - while around the world, it serves as a core ingredient for porcelain, a highly desired type of pottery. This juxtaposition did not leave my mind - a dirt that is both consumed and simultaneously used to make the plates we eat off of. A substance which was sought after by royalty while casually available to the masses.

When I returned home to San Francisco, the more I played with this clay in my studio, the more I became enraptured with the possibilities of the medium. These beginnings also paralleled my search for a studio name.