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As clay comes right from the earth, pots are grounded
in
the everyday acts of our lives.

While existing right on the table, they also
live somewhere
in that primal realm
between
memory
and imagination.

I love making pots because they
can
give
pause to moments
of contemplation,
moments that
quickly and quietly
slip by
unnoticed.

With attention,
these moments
can
reveal
the beauty
and possibility
in
our ordinary life . |
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