My Pots
 
My pots provide me a canvas, a surface on which I can paint or carve patterns, designs, or elements that convey my thoughts and feelings.

For me the making of pots is a form of meditation. Unless one has actually lifted a wall from a spinning lump of Mother Earth, does one understand the Magic, the Quiet, the Thrill of making pots. The decorating of pots is my form of communication. Unless one has actually experienced the thought
process involved with facing a blank canvas,
not knowing what it is that you want to say or how to say it does one understand the Satisfaction, the Exhilaration, the Accomplishment of making pots.

My pots are an extension of me, of my life
my experience. They give me joy and relaxation. They speak to me in intimate terms, in undulations and responses without words. I give my pots shape and form, they give me untold moments of pleasure. Use these pots and please appreciate whatever it is they may give you.
I appreciate you for wanting this pot, the pot appreciates having found a home.