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The feeling of soft clay conforming to my hands. The power felt in the fluidity of the spinning

earth in front of me. The thin peelings flying off the wheel as the clay is cut away and the

bottom of the vessel reveals itself. The orange glow from the flames as the kiln tests the

strength of the now ceramic walls. The last wipe of a clean sponge across the foot of a pot. And

the late nights when all is calm and I sit alone with my creation, running my fingers along the

surface, turning the piece over in my hand, watching the light play with the form and colors. It

is in these moments that I feel in sync with my Creator. I am inspired to concentrate and to do

the task at hand with the best of my abilities. Hoping that when all is said and done my creation

will find its purpose. It is then when I feel the most inspired, when my art interacts with the

world around it. When the rim of a cup reaches the lips of the user, and a sip is supped. And at

sight of one of my bowls filled with food to nourish one’s body. The way the light touches a

vase after fresh flowers have been placed in the space unseen inside. Or how a pot nestles into

a nook on the wall. There is something special in these vessels. Something seemingly deeper

than the physical and chemical changes that occur in the clay and glaze. Clay is a material of

pure potential, there is something in that potentiality that makes me feel that my influence is

important. The pieces you see here all start with that same potential and they are direct results

of the events and circumstances that my actions place upon them. I have spent the past year as

Artist in Residence at Mighty Mud aspiring to discover which events and circumstances will lead

to something special.