Then and now. The time it has taken me to get around to writing my next entry, seasons have changed, I've spent some time in the...

Nestled amongst the rolling hills and lush trees in the coromandel, a group of eager clay workers from around the country gathered at the...

Crisp air in the morning breeze, late summer rays warming my skin. I align my making and clay experience with the seasons. Whether it be...

I've been sitting here for the past twenty minutes scrolling through old images of 2019 looking for this whimsical image to be the...