I have been making pots for more than 30 years now..... every day, steadfastly.   They are pots for the table, cooking  and serving, celebrating  and sharing.     They are objects I love to make.  As I grow in this devotion, this work of my hands,  my direction changes.  At one time, early on, I chased skill and competence....  later maybe, some notion of beauty.    At this point in my life, both personally and artistically, I am striving for clarity.    My aim is to make pots that sing of their nature in a total way.  In rim, foot, surface and form...a common language...a single voice.

I think there is a deep appreciation for the grace and beauty of  well-made functional pots.  In a gallery setting you can take in only part of what they offer. Over time, through continuous use in one’s home, you can uncover the remainder.  Some forms I make are simple, others complex, with lots of altering after throwing. But they are all part of the monthly cycle of work that is made in the studio, day in, day out, cycle-by-cycle, year-by-year. The continuous involvement with this body of work brings about a slow natural development of form with which I am comfortable. It is easy to imagine this passion continuing to ripen and evolve, sustaining me another 30 years.