— A trompe l'oeil ceramic trophy, carnival prize mounted upside-down, gravity pulling faded fabric skin over a boneless carcass oozing stuffing, the sad matte black pleading eyes of "My Bare Skin" screams road kill; a toy lost, used up, tossed away and covered in skid marks. The 5’ long piece “My Bare Skin”, started with large slabs of clay rolled out, then tossed, at an angle, onto a board to flatten them. Then they were textured and folded like fabric forming the empty she