

Sidney
Yavelle

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Clay is one of the oldest mediums used by humans for both expressive and functional reasons. Through it I feel I can connect to that ancestral knowledge and explore primal archetypal themes relating to the female body, family, community, nature, as well as childhood nostalgia and cultural history. I love that through working with clay I can witness its transformation; what is essentially earth and water, mushy and soft abstract and formless can be transformed into a structure that is solid, durable and long lasting.I often feel inspired by details from my childhood, like small concrete houses with sun bleached paint and corrugated tin roofs, undulating lush hills in the distance and dusty unpaved roads. I find it interesting that in my native country our indigenous culture is not really there, but there are remnants. Our African culture is present but stifled. And so I think about that a lot and I feel that it makes its way into my work.