One Lonely Pot

It all started with one lonely pot.

After my kids grew up, each having made little potteries in art class, fired in the kiln using their choice of colored glazes, or the ones with no glaze, because they were sick that day and weren’t able to apply it, so into the kiln it went bare; I became a noticer of other potteries wherever I went.

No two are alike, I don’t collect production line or limited edition pieces, I am drawn to the hand shaped, imagined as they went, this is how they turned out like it or not masterpieces that has been disapproved of by somebody, discarded as worthless and imperfect, or just a ‘what do we need that for?’

And so my collection has grown…if I mention I have given away over 50 pieces, does that tell you how many cast-offs have been recovered and loved? 😊

They are all over my patio and sprinkled in and around the garden — some containing plants, many just standing beautifully as small works of art to be enjoyed. Others are in my cupboards used as one of a kind serving bowls or plates. Prized vessels are changed out on the mantle or table tops.

I love them!

To me they represent someone’s thoughts and skills. They represent the beginning effort of a dream to make something beautiful. Some are made by children, many are crafted by adults. Almost all are signed and dated…truly one of a kind, irreplaceable and unremakeable!