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Beneath the surface of the earth, I uncover a silent song—a language of clay, soft and knowing. It whispers through my hands, bound by time yet slipping through the sands of its own history. Each piece I create begins as an act of reaching, seeking threads that tether us to the past, weaving rebellion and reckoning into soft earth. Through shaping and carving, vessels emerge—smooth, round, breathing. They are sacred forms, soundless yet alive, bearing memories that unfold in their curves and edges. Each piece becomes a bridge, connecting the tangible earth to the intangible beyond. In the kiln’s fire, transformation occurs. The raw earth becomes a prayer, kissed by flame and smoke, adorned with the shimmering alchemy of lusterware. Layers of metal oxides—iron, copper, silver—combine with fire to create a fleeting brilliance, a glow that feels both ancient and divine. This luster is not just decoration; it is a mirror of forgotten light, reflecting stories too precious to fade. Iron oxide, copper, and ash tell intricate tales—spirals of lovers, petals blooming, arches lifting toward unseen skies. Geometry bends and tessellates, whispering vows of continuity and loss. Each vessel holds everything: the weight of forgotten kingdoms, stolen tongues, and the echoes of what we’ve lost. But too often, these vessels are ripped from their roots. Looted under the guise of "discovery," they are placed in cold museums, claimed by colonizers as trophies of conquest. These institutions erase their origins, reframing them as artifacts of the "exotic" or the "primitive." The hands that shaped them are forgotten, the prayers they carried silenced, their luster dulled under the shadow of colonial theft. This plunder is not preservation—it is desecration. It severs these objects from the communities they belong to, perpetuating systems of colonization that strip cultures of their heritage and deny them their stories. I resist this erasure. My work is an act of reclamation, a defiance against the colonial structures that steal and silence. The shimmering surface of lusterware, born from fire and earth, holds the weight of resistance and remembrance. Each piece I create is a testament to the unbroken connection between earth, spirit, and the hands that belong. Through clay, I tell stories of resilience—of cultures and voices that refuse to be erased.

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Asma Waheed

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Asma Waheed

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