I began doing hand-building and wheel-thrown ceramics during the sixties with my children, Rufus and Jennifer. We had a pottery wheel in our basement at that time, so I made a dinnerware set: plates, cups, bowls, a teapot and pitchers for our home and to give as gifts.
I continued my interest in ceramics while taking courses at the University of Iowa. The UI courses also included art history, oil painting, drawing in various media, photography, metal smithing, and design. Favorite subjects include endangered and non-endangered species of plants and animals, still life, landscapes, silhouettes, the aurora borealis.
In recent years, I have been doing ink, pencil, charcoal, oil pencil, water color, and combinations of these in drawings. These have subsequently been used as framed gifts, calendars and cards. I have done several oil paintings, most of which I have given to my children.
I have also written a poem included here:
To A Lump Of Clay On A Potter's Wheel
Slimy glob within my palms,
I push you toward center
where you must be before
I press you
gently, firmly
between my fingertips,
causing you
to rise up
taking on the shape I choose.
I am like you, lump of clay,
needing a push
toward center
where motion and balance are one
before I proceed
steadily, firmly
along a road, sometimes uneven
causing me
to question
which turn, what shape to take.
Piece of earth, speak to me.
What do you
want to become?
Must you be always useful
like a cup
to hold tea?
Or, should you become a lovely form
with no function
other than
to be displayed upon a shelf?
Finding our center is the secret of becoming,
you and I.
Then, we can rise up tall,
be great
or humble,
be pleasing to the eye,
or simply
become useful
to serve or to contain.