For as long as I have been making art, symbols of the Goddess; snakes, spirals, eggs, and the female form have appeared in my work. This always struck me as odd since I was raised Roman Catholic and then trained in the Tibetan Buddhist tradition as an adult. Given that I was immersed in the iconography of both these religions with little exposure to anything else, I wondered, “Where did these goddess images come from?” It was as if something deep inside, that transcended my personal identity, was needing to express itself - something deep inside my body and in my bones.


My love for clay has been with me since childhood. However, it was only at the age of 45 that I finally had the time and resources to develop my craft. I am a survivor of extreme childhood trauma and so working with clay had become part of my healing process. The earthy medium helped me come back into my body after struggling for years with a dissociative disorder.  I discovered that throwing ceramic vessels on the wheel, like meditation practice, demands a   complete and one pointed focus. When I am in the studio, hours go by, and I delight in the bliss of being completely lost in timeless space. 


A few years back, I was lucky to meet a wonderful ceramics teacher, Ben Carter, with whom I had many wonderful conversations about clay and the creative process. He encouraged me to look back in history and be curious about what other cultures were drawn to the same symbols that I was. Thus, I came upon the work of Marijah Gimbutas, THE LANGUAGE OF THE GODDESS, and learned of the ancient goddess worshiping cultures, such as the Minoan people, who also decorated their pots with snakes, eggs, and women’s bodies. Seeing these images felt like coming home to my true human family. What was sacred to these people, what they worshipped and revered, was the Goddess, life, the regenerative power of nature, beauty, and the delight in all living things. This is what they knew to be precious, and therefore should be loved and cared for.


I feel a deep and visceral connection with these ancient peoples and hope to bring forward into our reality their essential wisdom, which is knowing how to live on the earth, in community, like one human family, supporting each other, and all of life. My practice is to create beautiful and functional forms that express my intimate and personal reverence of the Goddess; vessels to serve food and drink (celebrate life!), vases honoring the feminine form, my own body, and it’s incredible capacity to heal and renew herself. Through my pottery, I hope to celebrate the sacredness, resiliency, and beauty of life and encourage people‘s enjoyment of it, and engagement with it, for eating, drinking, being together, loving each other, and most especially loving the earth, her beauty, and all that she gives for humanity.