22/01/2026
A Humble Day in Clay
Today I worked on a clay vessel.
I’ve been studying Baba Yaga, also known as Vasilisa, and without planning it, this form emerged.
I am calling it Baba Yaga.
What surprised me is that this vessel is not gentle or decorative.
It carries fire inside.
In Jungian psychology, when we work with clay, something deeper than thinking is at play.
The hands know before the mind does.
This vessel feels like a container for inner fire —
not destructive fire, but the kind that tests, transforms, and gives light.
The fire Baba Yaga guards.
The fire Vasilisa must learn to carry.
I did not set out to “make meaning.”
I simply stayed with the clay and allowed the form to arrive.
Sometimes the psyche doesn’t speak in words.
It shapes itself into form — quietly, honestly, without explanation.
Today, this is what wanted to come.