A stoneware through for feeding pigs, made from memory from the farm i grew up on. The pig trough imitates porcelain and is painted using cobalt.
Decorated with all the things i belive a pig would wish on its fine china, images of oneself as tough, or beautiful.
Also images of wheat, carrots and coca cola, the drink my grandfater would bring for the pigs at christmas.
A dysfunctional oven, where the person who interacts has to accept that the efficiency is negative.
The construction ensures that the lion's share of the energy leaves through the chimney.
Even so, it is possible to bake bread in it.
Built from tiles with the symbol of the Red Army, cast from a souvenir cap from Prague.