I give my attention to the pots. My experience of the material and what it will do at different stages; how the user will experience the pot; how to share a connection with the user. That awareness, in the context of what is essentially an intensely physical act, is for me like dancing or praying or playing. I want my pots to be used; I hope for the user to slow down enough to notice: the hand, the cup, the water in the cup.
Nature, movement, and the ritual of nourishment are my primary influences.

At Blackwater Pond

At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?

-Mary Oliver