I saw something on Instagram, it was an inspirational photo about Karl Marx and his thoughts on ceramics. It said something like a ceramicist puts their own self into the making process, turning ideas into real-world objects. These objects, which now exist in the same world as us, are created purely from our individual lived experiences.

Those experiences dictate how you use your material, the shapes you make, and what you allow the object to be. To me, that feels like being alive, to create is to live.

“His life as a sacrifice of his life, the realization of his nature as making his life unreal, his production as the production of his nullity, his power over an object as the power of the object over him, and he himself, the lord of his creation, as the servant of this creation.”

To see the maker lose itself in its craft, I think that is beautiful and quirky in a little dark way.

That really spoke to me, but it probably also speaks to every artist, honestly, hehe. It’s just been sitting in my head, and I wanted to talk about it.

Thanks.
Hailey Pereyra

April 12th, 2026