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.”

Into the Woods (2000)
Black and white photograph, silver print
12”w x 12”h
$400

Dipping Cup (2016)
Color digital print
5”w x 5”h
$200

Idyle (2000)

In Transit, 36 (1997)
Black and white photograph
4”w x 4”h $300
4’w x 4’h Mounted between two sheets of plexiglass $2,000
12”w x 12”h $400
Best in Show: Union Street Gallery
2x2x2 Exhibition, 1997

RoomScape (2015)
Black and white digital print
24”w x 11”h
$400

Not Pot (2015)
Color digital photo
12”w x 12”h
$400

Walking Toward Eternity (2015)
Color digital photo
4”w x 4”h
$400
N.A.W.A. Medal of Honor & Amelia Peabody Memorial Award, 2015