There is something incredible about the permanence of potteries–they have bellies, lips, arms, legs, and shapes that we equate to very endearing, human qualities. They signify moments in time, and once made, are solid ever-forth. Unlike metal, wood, or glass, once complete, are immovable to their original form.
It started with a cup of coffee at Portland Brew.
There were some mugs for sale, by a local artist. After weeks of admiring, I noticed a young girl with retro-glasses, marking her notes and dusting. Little did I know that striking up a conversation with Audry Ever-McDeal––a local potter, photographer, teacher, and fellow northerner––would lead to me taking classes at Vanderbilt University that spring semester. I waited 4 months. I added it to my iCal. I couldn’t wait. It was on my bucket list.
As a graphic designer by trade, I soon found out my eye loved to the edit and work the lines I created in my pieces. My hands learned they could speak, my soul could be quiet and rest. Personally identifying with the ideals of the craftsman movement–of practical, effortless, functional, and beautiful things–I found myself not only living in a brick bungalow, but now throwing pieces from my basement with those same ideals in mind––simple, practical, good things for people to use everyday.
Integrity and long-lasting potteries are my goal––and while I may not always work solely from the craftsman movement only, I cannot help but make pieces from a clean-lined perspective, earthen colors, and beautiful forms that I desire to be timeless expressions that resonate with people.
Opening in the early summer of 2013, my first year as a potter has proven to be a way to find myself. It’s a humbling experience throwing clay––knowing when enough is enough, what you can and cannot do with clay, and that we share the same humble beginning as dirt and ash.
There is something incredible about the permanence of potteries––they have bellies, lips, arms, legs, and shapes that we equate to be very human qualities. They signify moments in time, and once made, are solid, ever–forth. Unlike metal, wood, or glass, once complete, are immovable to their original form.
My favorite thing about being a designer-maker? Everything. Because I’m part of the entire process–from the intention, to the idea, to the ingredients, to the outcome. And that doesn’t even account for the sincere satisfaction that I get from enhancing the way people eat, live, and connect. That’s priceless.
It’s my hope to pass on my heartfelt time behind the wheel to create durable pieces that blur the line between everyday objects for your home and family heirlooms.