Rachael Marne Jones

“Through empty pockets, negative skins, trace fossils of life long past, we glean a glimpse of what once was, within the void. What objects, what negatives will tell our story?

The bits of modern detritus, geoteric landscapes and anachronous technologies that reveal the vast discrepancies within a world where capitalism’s breath is both hollow and colossal, tapping the pulse of every living being on this planet. Built up, and broken down, teetering on the edge of an existence so fragile that a silent wind seems to threaten what once felt rooted and stable beneath our outstretched palms.

A Serendipitous discovery of an unknown origin; the archeological quality of clay compels the forms I make, and interactions that they evoke.  When language fails to explain the nuances of material intimacy, clay provides a platform for understanding humankind’s deep emotional history with our environment and the objects we surround ourselves with.

Particles come from the earth, with long histories already embedded; once again broken down, reworked, and polished into something new-passing through our hands, leaving our bodies, to return to the earth.  How will these engineered reconstructions inherently alter the essence of their particles’ cycles? What small epiphanies can be revealed from what we hold, build and break with our fingertips? And what of the oily prints we leave behind?  Who will be the ones to piece together the stories of our negative skins, whispering in the wind?