Based on Isaiah 45:9, “Woe to him who strives with him who formed him, a pot among earthen pots! Does the clay say to him who forms it, ‘What are you making?’ or ‘Your work has no handles’?”
I wanted to capture the idea of being formed, sculpted, hands working with soft clay, shaping it into something more beautiful than when it began.
Just like us.
Karina, oil on canvas, 2024
