Diane Rosnagle Short Guest at Studio #10 8301 4th Street NW #11
I am fascinated by the way tiny nuances of gesture create personality – even in a shape with no ears, eyes, nose or even proper feet. Starting from a box or a sphere or, quite honestly, a sad little form that shows no hope fulfilling its own destiny, I poke and prod and layer and prune my clay pieces until each one begins to emerge as its own entity. A slump here. A twist there. How about some arms? And suddenly a new individual is crying or laughing or getting snippy right there on my table. Out of chaos comes … character.