Why Pottery?

Here's an honest photo of what a corner of my studio looks like.

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It's messy, but ordered. 

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It's full of my ideas and past attempts and sentimental achievements. 

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It's a space that is mine to work in, and mine to invite others into.  It's mine to do battle in, and mine to retreat to.. 

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When I was a child, I dreamed of having a studio like this, and being a person who would while away hours making something...because I wanted to make something. 

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About 40 years later, after walking wonderful paths that did not include a studio, or being an artist, I arrived here, in our family's basement, having bought the home without even realizing it would be my space. 

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Why pottery? Because one common thread in those 40 years has been my joy in connecting with others, and pottery is an art that connects. My hands form a ware and then it goes to live in someone else's hands as they drink coffee, or serve a dinner, or plant a succulent.

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And soon after I learned enough to be able to say, "I am a potter," I realized an even greater joy:  this art gives me a better understanding of The Potter.  So I come here most days to try to make something beautiful, to enjoy the relationship of potter & clay.. 

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How about you?  What and where is your space, or time, or activity, or outlet to create something beautiful and offer it to the world?