I found ceramics like many other potters; by accident. I was working a very stressful job and looking for a creative way to escape. I signed up for a jewelry class. The jewelry making lab and the pottery studio doors faced each other at the end of a small hallway. Unaware, I turned right into the ceramics studio instead of left into the jewelry lab. I wasn’t aware that I had made a mistake until the Professor threw us a small piece of clay and asked us to play with it in our hands while he covered the basics of clay. From the first time I felt the malleable wet earth in my hand; I was hooked.  I dropped the jewelry class the next day signed up for Ceramics 101 and after 28 years I haven’t looked back.