I was born in Hamburg in 1962. However, two years down the line, my parents
moved to Pondicherry to join the Sri Aurobindo Ashram. As a result, I've
lived most of my life in this part of the world. I majored from the Sri
Aurobindo International Centre of Education in organic chemistry and Sri
Aurobindo's philosophy. My working experience includes teaching English
as a second language (which earned me my home and pottery studio in Auroville,
from teaching in Taiwan), desktop publishing, and writing.
I first came in contact with pottery through a student of Ray Meekers.
In the few minutes that I watched Ray give his students a demo, I knew
that I had found my master and my vocation. I never looked back. I can
say, Ray broke me in to the art of clay, and Debbie, his partner, gave
me the finish in the finer aspects of trimming and painting. It took me
six years to get to the point where I have my own studio in Auroville,
and am able to spend most of my day working with clay.
A way of
Pottery, to me, is a way of life, the materialisation of a philosophy.
The philosophy of the manifestation of consciousness in matter. Every
aspect of it, including cleaning the workspace and releasing the finished
work in the right spirit, is important to me.
in three stages:
the more grounded aspect of producing functional ware. Simple, basic,
the less stable aspect of working in sketches, seeking for the right
balance in the expression of a new idea. Designing with one foot on
is pure overflow, unpremeditated, of creative energy. It just takes
me, and I take the clay.
Each of these
three lines are paths of infinite possibilities of refinement and perfection.
Every morning, before I start work, I look at a writing I put up on my
"Doing pottery should not be like climbing a mountain, it
should be like walking down a hill in a pleasant breeze.."
- by Shoji Hamada.
my days become long sessions of meditation on the wheel, or between glaze
buckets, and sometimes I am graced with a sense of transcending the apparent...
Sometimes I almost die from stoking my kiln 13 hours non-stop, the pain
is everywhere, but the temp isn't getting anywhere near where you want
it! This is my life.
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