I'm having it right now, and I only have eyes for the clay.
Clay is my boyfriend.
I've spent the better part of the last year (and it's been almost a year since my last post!) immersing myself in a new medium- learning its ways and trying, sometimes with great difficulty to speak its language.
I feel creatively alive again- the way I did when I first began to experiment with metal, but clay is a far more seductive mistress. So sensual. So tactile. So transformative.
And there is so much to learn. So many possibilities. Infinite combinations of techniques, materials & processes. A simply magical connection to history that I adore. Endless inspiration everywhere I look. I am indeed in love.
And it feels like a love that will stand the test of time. Clay and I have much to do, much to see, much to learn. And Im pretty excited about documenting & sharing this new journey xxx