Betsy Morningstar

Lined paper has been in my life for as long as I can remember. As a kid, I drew all over it. I scrawled lists and scribbles. I have carefully folded it into love letters, wrinkled it with use, and torn bits for silly notes and gum wrappers. I use it to organize life, and store memories. Lined paper is familiar, nostalgic, comfortable, but often unacknowledged in day to day life. I enjoy the magic of trompe l'oeil as I manipulate porcelain to mimic the normalcy of notebook paper, creating the comfort of blue and red lines, the placement of binder holes, and the inevitable frayed edge. I find beauty in the folds, wrinkles and waviness of used paper. I started creating porcelain notebook papers out of a need to find and see importance in each day, and communicate outside of myself in a physical way. Each porcelain paper features journal notes and fleeting moments from a day in my life, now forever special and permanent. The notes vary on the emotional spectrum of life, but all are significant moments I never want to forget. They are my brain and my heart in physical form.