A few years ago, I got a text from a friend who asked "Tell me this is yours". She was thumbing through Architectural Digest and bam,...

Several years ago, while frying eggs in an iron skillet I started to admire the form of the pan. And as artists do, I thought "I should...

My sister loved her rabbit fur coat. She loved it so much that I figured I could make a killing off of rabbit pelts. There were...

In 2008, I was one of six emerging artists at Indianapolis, Indiana for the National Council on Education for the Ceramic Arts. It was...

For the past few days, we've been talking around the house about our former selves. The consensus is if we're not cringing at the way we...

It gets more difficult to try new things the more entrenched I am with what I know. Expanding my skills and learning something new is...

I'll never be able to listen to Adagio for Strings by Samuel Barber (1910-1981) without thinking back to an evening with Sarah and Noel,...

My mom loved Elvis. She even went to one of his concerts in Vegas when I was a kid and brought back an LP. So it was obvious that I had...