Coming up on 12 years of being a potter, 9 years pursuing my art full time to sustain myself, I am finding some interesting synergies, ways to move and take care of myself, digging deep into the wells of my spirit and creativity, coming up still hungry for more. Hungry for more spiritual and historical discourse, hungry for the incessant ache in my soul to create, hungry to refine my skills over and over again until satisfied (is it possible? ðŸ¤) Who knew reaching back in time to the baby potter I once was– starry eyed and captivated, that I would find myself again renewed — physically, spiritually. Now I, the mother of thousands birthed, thank the maiden for all she conquered so I can now in the present fine tune this art filled life, enrich it, and finally take care– water the roots and grow more beautiful things .🌹🖤