Marina Karassellos
Ceramics
8.5x13x7.75
 
DeShawn, the animal control officer for Vicksburg, dreads summer calls. He's seen what happens at the county shelter - the endless noise, the overcrowded cages, the way hope slowly drains from a lost animal's eyes. DeShawn, a man built for wrangling pit bulls, finds himself an expert in gentle kitten retreival, carefully pulling out each tiny, lost snowball from sewers and tangled weeds. He's up to twenty-five, his house a cacophony of purrs and tiny meows - a soft-hearted sanctuary.