When Clay Speaks
By Tom Wachunas
“…You finally reach a point where you’re no
longer concerned with keeping this blob of clay centered on the wheel and up in
the air. Your emotions take over and what happens just happens. Usually you
don’t know it’s happened until after it’s done.” - Peter Voulkos
“You are not an artist simply because you
paint or sculpt or make pots that cannot be used. An artist is a poet in his or
her own medium. And when an artist produces a good piece, that work has
mystery, an unsaid quality; it is alive.”
- Toshiko Takaezu
EXHIBIT: Frozen in Fire – Ceramic works from the
Canton Museum of Art Permanent Collection / THROUGH MARCH 12, 2017, at the
Canton Museum of Art, 1001 Market Ave. N., Canton, Ohio / 330-453-7666 www.cantonart.org
For this exhibit, here’s how Lynnda Arrasmith,
Chief Curator at the Canton Museum of Art (CMA), addresses her exquisite
selection of ceramic works from the CMA permanent collection: “The flames are
released. The heat rises and settles over the pieces in the kiln, freezing them
in their current forms. For better or worse, they are now frozen in fire. Not
all pieces will survive this process and the artist must choose the piece
which, in their eyes, has met perfection. The
Frozen in Fire exhibition explores the insight of artists being satisfied
with their work. Is the pot just a container to hold things or does it hold
ideas? Each vessel is meant to be looked
at, appreciated and contemplated.”
Somewhat resonant
in those words (as well as in the words by the late clay artist, Toshiko
Takaezo, quoted at the top of this post, referencing “…pots that cannot be
used” and the mystery of their “unsaid quality”) is that pesky old question
which some – perhaps still many - might consider about the ceramics medium. Is
working in clay a craft, or a fine art? Of course history shows that the two
aren’t mutually exclusive at all. So while clay is certainly a medium
long-associated with traditional ideas about utilitarian forms, this breathtaking exhibit presents a
lavish array of objects that transcend the notion of clay vessels as banal
containers. It’s the difference between the innocuous and the inspiring.
This is a
remarkably eclectic collection of objects that spans the full gamut of ceramic
methodologies and iconography. Call it a sumptuous mélange of tasty baked
goods. Some are stuffed with vivid imagination and whimsy, like Jack Earl’s Cloud Man, Dan Lovelace’s teapot tank
called 1st Battalion, Juliellen
Byrne’s delirious Rat Jacket, or
Janice Mars Wunderlich’s comical Puppy
Queen. Others are absolutely startling transformations of clay into
hyper-realistic facsimiles of other materials, such as Richard Newman’s Baseball Glove, Marilyn Levine’s Black Shoe Bag, and Victor Spinski’s Tool Box I.
Included among the
more intriguing abstract configurations are Tom Radca’s Stoneware Wall Tile, suggesting
an aerial topography of geological terrains, or fossilized expanses of soil;
Paul Soldner’s Wall Piece with Two
Figures, with its unfurled layers of stamped and carved surfaces; and Betty
Woodman’s wall installation, Egyptian
Papyrus, a multi-part deconstruction of ancient urn forms.
Considering the disarming simplicity and
earthy charm of Toshiko Takaezu’s three vessels here brings me back to her
words, “An artist is a poet in his or her own medium,” as well as the curator’s
question, “Is the pot just a container to hold things or does it hold ideas?” Containers, or containment?
The
image evoked of completed ceramic objects being “frozen in fire” is a
particularly fascinating and dichotomous one. Yes, baked clay can be said to be
frozen, as in still, or physically static. But certainly neither mute nor dead.
Is it any wonder that a passionate ceramist should find something poetic
waiting to be drawn out from something as common as clay, that gritty, viscous
stuff of natural forces and processes that have been at work for millennia?
When a potter or sculptor surrenders to such an alluring substance, he or she
is communing with something primal if not intrinsically mysterious in order to
utter something about being alive.
And in the end,
isn’t the essential function of all our finest artistic pursuits to speak the
un-sayable?
PHOTOS, from top: Egyptian Papyrus, by Betty Woodman / Stoneware Wall Tile, by Tom Radca / Cloud Man, by Jack Earl / vessels by
Toshiko Takaezu / Vessel I by Anna
Silver / Basket Form II, by Dick
Schneider