My Ceramic Journey

I picked up ceramics almost by accident. A friend dragged me to a studio night and I left with crooked little bowl and a full heart.

What keeps me going back is the unpredictability of it. You can plan a shape and the clay has other ideas. The pieces that come out of that negotiation are always my favorites — lumpy, honest, alive.

These days my shelves are full of things I've made and a few tools and materials I've come to rely on. Sharing some of both below.