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Clay speaks to me. It has since I first touched it in a beginning ceramics class in 1961. Many classes, workshops, shows and galleries later it is still my friend, waiting for me to indulge my imagination.
I bring to the clay my love for my New Mexico homeland, my admiration for its rock art, and ancient potters. My addition of fired-in metal pieces has added a dimension to my work and allowed me to take liberties (flights of fancy) with the clay I was unable to before.
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