Why do I love having my hands in clay? Getting dirt under my nails, drying out my already dry skin? I love it because my hands, my fingers, my heart are making something that never existed before. My spirit flies, my mind relaxes and I build, smooth, and glaze a new object. All the pieces are made by hand building. Inspiration for the gold leaf on the broken and cracked edges comes from a part of a poem by Leonard Cohen.
“Ring the bell that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That is how the light gets in.”