In this large flame installation, an engorged fire sits atop of a ceramic log, split open and oozing a crackling lava-like glaze. The fire devours hand-written letters, which contradictorily become preserved as clay tablets in the alchemy of kiln-fired ceramics. A jagged, metallic black poker stick waits in front of the fire, providing a lingering sense of threat and action. Meanwhile, the fire is flocked with velvety rayon, softening its sense of danger with the comfort of a stuffed animal or a warm scarf. In the destruction and preservation of the letters, one senses the emotional terror of being vulnerable, of secret divulgences, of hiding something personal, and of regret. This is a shrine to wanting to let go while never being able to.