Life took some interesting turns for me, but I always loved making pottery. I took some evening classes, just to keep my hands in the mud. I told my wife Jo, that I would like to continue to do pottery and one day she surprised me with a used kick wheel that she bought at a school auction. It was great!
Much later, I finally took the plunge and bought an electric wheel and a kiln. That's when the real fun started. I have enjoyed it ever since! It has really been just the last few years when I felt good enough about my work to sell it. Even then, full time work just didn't permit me to make much.
My children have always liked my pottery. One day I found a bowl at my daughters house - an old cereal bowl I made in college that was clunky and chipped. I had thrown it away, but she had dug it out and kept it. How dear that something like this would be important to her!
In my small town, we have a lovely little city park where they setup a farmers market every year. I enjoy setting up my pottery mostly because I like meeting people and talking about pottery. I love it when a young girl says that something touches her heart, or when someone purchases what becomes their favorite mug. One can always tell when your pottery means something special - those people pick up a bowl, or a pitcher and cling on to it. If it can bring someone to tears, I know I have really hit a homerun.
Artist Statement
My art drives toward the use or rich active surfaces. I am passionate about the way I am affected by the things I see and touch, whether it's a painting that makes me happy or a mug that I gently press to my lips.I’m interested in the textures, surface and layers. I’m a potter, mostly, because I enjoy the many aspects including the tactical feel of the raw clay spinning though my hand. Painting also intrigues me. I appreciate art for art’s sake, but I enjoy the useful and the serene.
I have an attraction to the reflective moments, with a warm mug in my hands. I like the little details in my work – a handle that goes unnoticed because it fits perfectly, smooth glossy textures, with deep rich colors or rough course surfaces, burned and colored by fire and time.
I will sometimes scribble text in my work, they are usually in Italian referencing memories of a beautiful people and language. These messages are often covered by the paint or glaze – I don’t care. I find comfort in the work underneath. What we don’t see or notice still matters.
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