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I believe that the human spirit has a deep need to create with the hands, to sing a song from the heart and to move to the rhythm of a dance. For me, working with my hands in clay provides both song and rhythm.
Having spent the first 40 years of my adult life working as a singer/voice teacher/choral conductor, I can’t help but see my work in clay as an extension of my singing self. Perhaps clay has always offered me an earthy and earthly balance to the ethereal and cerebral nature of music. Perhaps it’s just plain fun. It certainly provides an unending source of creative exploration, and a journey on which I seem compelled to continue.
Clay work is also about transformation, from a lump of wet mud to a work of form, colour, substance and beauty that might still be around 1000 years from now. In the end, it is about letting go, and allowing the heat of the kiln to take over. Because it will. And for me, this is a song of freedom.