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Meet Kris
I make things that already exist somewhere — in the space between feeling and form — and just need hands to bring them through.
My work is for people who have felt like nobody quite understood them. People who look at a curve and feel something they can't name. People who get bored easily because they notice everything, and need objects that keep showing them something new.
If you've ever looked at a shape and laughed — or cried — because it reminded you of something you thought you'd forgotten, you're probably my kind of person.
I came to clay late, or maybe I came back to it — I'm not sure which. What I know is that the first time I put my hands in the material and felt it respond, something settled. Not the making of useful objects. The making of forms that wanted to exist. I've worked in studios across the US, Spain, and now Hungary, where I'm building toward a ceramics residency for independent artists who want space to make work that doesn't fit the categories either.
The Work
I don't make plates. I don't really make mugs either — except when I do, and then they have owls on them and they're a little unhinged in the best possible way.
What I actually make: forms that look different from every angle. Pieces that catch morning light one way and afternoon light another. Objects you can rotate one degree a day and discover something new for a year — and then start over, because you've forgotten what you saw twelve months ago.
I work in black stoneware, terracotta, and white groged clay. I fire some pieces twice, building terracotta ribbons into carved channels so they crack intentionally as they dry — three-dimensional, structural, alive. Sometimes I just smack a ball of clay on a table until the shape feels right, then define it with my fingers until it becomes what it was trying to be.
The process is play. The result is permanent.
Two Lines
Sculptural Works — Collector pieces starting from €1,500. These are the things born in my mind that demanded to exist. The lotus that took three firings. The torus forms. The compositions. One of a kind. Not for holding soup.
Functional & Whimsical — Starting from €80. Owl mugs. Sgraffito bowls. Geometric sake cups and vases hand-built in black stoneware by finger-mushing alone. Usable. Still strange. Still unmistakably mine.
The geometric stoneware series lives between the two, because it refuses to be categorized.
On Light and Time
My pieces are not static.
Turn them. Come back tomorrow. Come back in six months. The fired form doesn't change — but you do, and the light does, and suddenly a curve you've looked at a hundred times is doing something you've never seen before.
That's not an accident. That's the point.