The Outer Reaches of Inner Space
by Stewart Walker written for the artist
Such wisened hands
begin with cool moist earth.
Wedged and crafted
as long snake-like coils
are tamed and guided into place,
pinched and smoothed,
curving out and back in.
Entered into the crucible of heat and time
baked until crystallized
emerging from kiln as red burning
primeval glowing globe.
Cooled by surrounding atmosphere
which bath it's inner and outer edges.
Air, compelled to circulate
as it absorbs the heat.
How is it that the colors and textures
are then summoned
to enliven an outer surface?
The alchemy of metallic compounds
swirled into some occult brew
to be painted and plastered on this shell,
whose true appearance is hidden
necessarily awaiting the second fire.
The most careful calibration
of heat and time
and reduction of oxygen
causes dark and delicate weblike cracking,
like rivers crossing through
now emergent continents of colored mass.
In this way
simple clay is transformed,
and something new is called to stand out
like a planet newly born.
But beyond even beauty and uniqueness,
cosmic function begs understanding.
a perfect container is created,
empty of all things
yet so full of gently rounded spaces.
This ideal form,
with such vital opening
so that consciousness might reach into
this inner space
and so, also,
from it's cocoon,
space can reach out to fill
this boundless universe.
The portal allows the interplay,
the breathing in and out,
this very dance
we know as creation.