This is a series I worked on with different clay bodies from earthenware to porcelain and various textiles. I wanted to explore the idea of cocoon as a place for finding one's self. I had many friends dealing with tragedy and changes in their lives and I kept envisioning a busy little insect gathering twigs, leaves, and mud to create a cocoon. A safe place to rejuvenate. As humans we surround ourselves with things that we hope can make us better, sometimes our judgment can be clouded; just like a little insect can misjudge a location to build their cocoon and emerge only to be devoured. The cocoons are in various states of cracking open, moving, and falling to show hope, success, or failure of their endeavors. The image at the beginning is a bronze wind-chime made in Colorado that began my research of this idea.