The Year 2014

Looking back at the year, I feel a sad regret that so much of my time was spent out of the studio, struggling with writing and reading, travelling and seeking.

Starting about this time last year, I made two large pots which took me to challenges I had not faced before and about 35 tiny fold-up pots that taught me the humility of the artisan; the  painstaking work of controlling objects smaller than you and the muscle-building work of attacking a pot bigger than your arm.

I wanted to slow down production, to make everything count.  Instead, I had to turn my back on ceramic for most of the time.  I allowed that to happen.

For next year, I have a challenge that has to be faced: a mural inspired by the cobbled sidewalks of Lisbon.  I am back on the blog, this time monthly, to chart the progress of the plan.

First up: buy enough clay to finish the job.