I worked as a baker for several years and began making pottery in 1977. The work ethic and integrity of a baker directly influenced who I am as a potter. A baker creates not just from a recipe, but from all the senses. The consistent repetition requires a daily pride in one's work. The cycle of beginning again anew and the chance for something new to happen is why I am a potter – to bake fresh each day.
I don’t want to move the clay, I want the clay to moves me.
Each form begins anew, shining through the one that came before. Sometimes I look up and see the pot turning its head, looking back at me, suggesting where to be. Sometimes I see it, other times it seizes me.