Take pride in your idol worship. Have faith in the clay, its ripples of silica, it's blocks of alumina.Praise be to the earth for its emerging forms. Worship your figures, worship your forms.Give them life with each veneration. It's the dedication to dwell on your own finger's creations that make a good piece of art great.Let us sinfully indulge in the clay pits of earthly delights.It’s the dirt that we must cherish, for its bite and for its flow.Venerate each mound of clay like it's Mother Mary.Kiss your terracotta beads and sing the clay’s prayer.Devote yourself and say your vows,not to the heavens above but to that sticky mud below.
Friday, 28 January 2022
Pride (2021)
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