For those of you who don't know (which is probably most of you) I am a runner, errrrr I should modify that and say... a loper. I am not fast and I am not out to prove anything or beat anybody. I run for my mental health and to help keep my propensity for getting chubby in check. Now five years into my loping career I am a total convert and get depressed at the thought of the day when I will no longer be able to go for a good long jog. I thank whomever is in charge that at the age of 42 I can push out five or so miles with relative ease. I usually run in Golden Gate Park through the groves of cypress trees and past the buffalo that live in the park. Throughout the year I observe the changes in foliage, what is in bloom, dodge the pine cone detritus that is left behind from storms and leap over puddles in a single bound. All of this is one of the greatest joys in my life and makes me feel like one very sweaty super hero...even if it is in my own mind. It is on my runs that I have my most inspired moments. Of late I have been running on a path that has very large growths of nasturtium that flank its sides. Beautiful large roundish leaves with winding veins in lovely bright green topped with bright orange, creamy yellow and red flowers. I whiz by these patches of nasturtium, spotting drops of water glistening on the leaves and think, I have to make a nasturtium bowl. So that is what I am doing. The photo above is the piece in process. I have a new green (I always love a new color) that I am using on the interior and I am being especially adventurous in using it as I haven't made a test of it. Now that's faith...See what a good lope can do for you!
I took my first pottery class in the eighth grade, not because I was interested in pottery but because a boy I had a crush on was taking the class. I remember making a clay hippopotamus in that class but I don’t remember what happened with the boy.