Cassandra Ei Lyn
Clay Whispers
Studies in Form
These forms do not speak in language, they hum.
Born of clay and instinct, they carry no message.
No meaning beyond their being.
No need to resemble, no urge to explain.
Only the soft certainty of shape.
Some open like questions. Some close like thoughts forgotten.
Edges blur, hollows hold breath, surfaces remember the warmth of hands.
They do not ask to be understood.
Only seen. Only felt.
They are pauses in space.
A stillness that lingers.
A form, becoming.
Metamorphosis
From Hamster to London Eye
A celebration of circular nonsense.
What if a hamster dreamed not of escape, but of grandeur?
Not content with its wheel, it became one.
And not just any wheel, but the London Eye.
Larger than life. Turning not out of habit, but for spectacle.
This series is a love letter to the absurd - where rodents become architecture, and whimsy becomes design. It’s about the strange delight of watching something familiar spiral out of proportion, out of logic, and into something entirely unnecessary… and wonderful.
