is a captivating material. Rich in variety, infinitely
pliable in its natural plastic state, and enduring when
hardened by fire, clay has always been a unique vehicle
for creative expression.
own introduction to clay came many years ago in the
form of a small Phoenician jar that my father kept in
his study. Everything about this little pot was new
to me; its shape, its surface design, even its purpose.
Yet despite the jar's age, when held, the feeling of
being close to the person who had made it was very strong.
memory of that little jar came back years later while
I was living in Japan with my wife, Donna. Many of the
pots we saw (and used) spoke of a marriage of clay,
hand and spirit that I have come to recognize as the
foundation for work of lasting value. Within this elusive
combination lies a connection with the past and an anticipation
of what might yet be that are, for me, what it means
to be a potter.
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