If you ask my mother, my first experience with clay was in preschool when I rolled out coils to spell my name.  But my first memory using clay was when I was about 8 years old and made a hot plate at the local museum. My parents still have it hanging in their kitchen.


I graduated college with a degree in Fine Art and Art History. Soon after, I fell in love with a photographer (we met while I was interning at the same local museum), became the mother of two wild boys, taught art in public schools for seven years, owned a small gallery, and worked with several local art organizations. I have received several grants for teaching and was awarded two for my personal artwork, funding a trip to study bone china in England.  


When my husband began working at the same local museum (I'm beginning to realize this place has formed my life), I left teaching to focus on my studio practice. My work represents deliberate choices myself and my family have made to forego the traditional and to create a life by design. 


When I'm not in my studio, I can be found chasing kids, reading, crocheting, or drinking coffee.


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