Hello I’m Carol & I make pottery.
I’ve had a connection with clay for as long as I can remember.
I grew up in a small, marshy Texas town and spent childhood nights sneaking to the back pasture pond in my rubber boots and nightgown to catch toads croaking in muddy moonlight. And I spent days racing my sisters around the yard, kicking down all the clods of crawfish mounds.
Clay has always given me the feeling of home.
I make functional pottery because the only thing more satisfying than making something is being able to use it.
to hold it.
to pour coffee into it.
to breathe the morning into it.
to make a day, a life, with it cupped in your hands.
Besides, it’s a known fact. Coffee just tastes better in a hand thrown mug.
That’s my pottery passion. I want what I make to alter your course, ever so slightly. To turn the brightness up. To help you sink deeper into the moodiness of the rain-stormed day. To be offered to a long-awaited friend. To bring you company. To sit at your bedside, half-empty as you drift to dream.