Even as a little girl I was fascinated with clay. I would sculpt tiny creations from raw clay found at the river’s edge and dry them on a windowsill. That early fascination has continued to grow. Pliable, moldable, adaptable in its original form, transforming into a delicate state as it dries then becoming solid, strong and semi-permanent once fired. Walking through the desert southwest with my husband, Mark, we would find pottery shards from original Anasazi “Ancient Ones” pieces dating from 600-100 years ago. Studying the potsherds and finding tiny fingerprint details was always very humbling. Clay represents a timeless bond between human and Earth. Clay, as with many facets of Nature including humans, is both fragile and resilient.
I am energized by the beauty and diversity inherent in the natural world – the be-jeweled lace of a dew-studded spider web, the throaty caw of a raven, shadows cast on forest floor through delicate fern and mighty oak, the playful antics of a bear cub, the musky scent of coyote’s den, rich earth tones in sandstone, a loving moment between fox and kit, a voyeuristic gaze at the abundant sea life in a clear tidal pool. All these precious gifts inspire me to be forever grateful and to strive to express this gratitude in my work. To borrow some well-spoken words from Robert Bateman, a renowned Wildlife Artist, Environmentalist and Naturalist: “I can’t conceive of anything being so varied and rich and handsome than the planet Earth. And its crowning beauty is the natural world. I want to soak it up, to understand it as well as I can and to absorb it. And then I’d like to put it together and express it…” Clay, by its very nature, lends itself to the organic way in which I work. I start with a basic idea or emotion but each piece evolves naturally – often taking on a life of its own. I believe one cannot create without a piece of themselves being expressed in that creation. My hope is that my creations convey a sense of my reverence for the natural beauty around us and within us.