Meadow Design Ceramics

A pottery wheel and clay started as good companions while I figured out what came next after moving home to the Pacific Northwest post Ph.D. and D.C. policy fellowship. They've become a livelihood and a way of life. Poetry, bicycles, and green growing things are favorites, too, so you'll see those here as well. meadowdesignceramics.com

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Through the empty branches the sky remains. It is what you have. Be earth now, and evensong. Be the ground lying under that sky. (Rilke, Book of Hours, II 1)

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WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

Bicycle!

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how long it actually takes

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how long I expect it to take to paint crows

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wild Euonymus occidentalis from flower to fruit

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black clay planter

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the song of turquoise vases, cooling from the kiln

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mugs in the making

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freshly made mugs

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small bowls in several steps

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porcelain shadows

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I love you, gentlest of Ways, who ripened us as we wrestled with you.

You, the great homesickness we could never shake off, you, the forest that always surrounded us,

you, the song we sang in every silence, you dark net threading through us.

From Rilke’s Book of Hours I, 25

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“Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final.” -Rainer Maria Rilke

Image by Dustin Scarpitti

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porcelain river rock bowl

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black clay, finished and fired