Antye Guenther’s long, pearly pink-gray ceramic entities dissolve the borders between ‘natural’ and artificial, constructed and organic. Their title, “No structure, even an artificial one, enjoys the process of entropy,” comes from a quote from Philip K. Dick’s Galactic Pot-Healer (1969), in which the protagonist’s job restoring ceramics is becoming obsolete with the prevalence of plastics. Each object has a different line of text inscribed within it. With the ergonomics of a digitally designed sex toy, or the molded form of a finger, a spoon, or an undersea alien worm, it is ambiguous whether they have been shaped by human hands, as per the first association of clay, or by a machine.