Clay is such an exciting and responsive medium in which to work. Most often I only have a germ of an idea when I begin a project. I begin to build a form and before I know it, a wild dance has begun between me and the clay. It seems to know the steps and where we are headed, so I blithely follow along, taking my cues from a bend or an outcropping in the clay. Maybe it’s starting to look like a weeping woman, or a cat with a crown on its head. I just let the dance go on until I have made something. Sometimes this journey continues without stopping from early in the morning until the sun goes down. Finally, I step back and see what I’ve got. If it makes me smile, then the refining process begins. Pieces may be fired multiple times until the s...