Every since I was a little girl I have always loved clay (and being very messy!). In elementary school I was granted the opportunity to be in the gifted and talented art program. I designed several musical program covers, painted artwork seasonally on the school doors and windows, and commuted to the high school art room to learn how to throw clay and hand build items. I was also blessed with parents that valued an art education highly and enrolled me in several classes at the Lakes Art Center. There I learned more about clay and pit-firing, multimedia sculptures, stained glass, painting, drawing and so much more.  Throughout high school I continued to take every available art class and had a great instructor who took the time to make sure her children learned what they needed to know.

Then there came the usual distractions, boyfriend turned to husband, college and children. I had been keeping up with my art (and so was my very talented husband) when the defining moment happened… It hit me, “What do I want to be when I grow up? (Granted the first choice was teaching, now many years after that I finally settled on my art)! I wanted something that intrinsically I had a passion for, provided me the opportunity to be flexible enough to meet my family’s needs and still something that had potential. In 2003 I decided art, especially clay, would be the path for me. In 2005 I finally had a workable studio with heat and water and a schedule that allowed me to pursue this more than a hobby it had been.

My art flows from me. No two objects are exactly alike. I am of the philosophy of “less is more” and strive for the “quick impression that conveys emotion” when I hand build items. Wheel thrown items are also not fussed over precise. I would rather have the object spring forth from my soul rather than to artificially make it perfect in every aspect, as we are not perfect individuals. I dislike false facades. My pots and sculptures are what they are, nothing more, nothing less, each unique, each valuable, each treasured without false pretenses.