Clay, my chosen companion

Clay can found just about everywhere and its use is as old as man itself. Man has used clay as a form of expression since time immemorial and yet continues to draw us.   It brings us closer to our roots, to who we really are. As a potter I am not just making objects for day to day use, I view it as a direct conversation with whoever is using my pots. That thought delights me, makes me want to create something of use, of value, of beauty so you can share my delight. 

Clay allows me to relax, be myself. It is this acceptance that draws me to it. so does that make clay my best friend? sure it does :)