
We are lucky, aren’t we?
I don’t mean the “I’m going to win big at the slots” lucky but the kind of lucky that suggests a different kind of richness.
We are lucky to have days filled with lessons — about triumph and failure in equal measure. That’s life. And enormously, that’s also ceramics. Every finished ceramics piece ever made in the history of ceramics is an expression of learning, adaptation, perseverance, inspiration, patience, and joy.
That you can sip tea or eat noodles from one is just a bonus.
I am lucky for the lessons I am given. I am lucky to be a ceramic artist living in Southern Oregon, working in a barn, with barn cats and geese and donkeys. I am lucky to be able to share that.
