My Dad, Clay, the Potter

I recently watched a beautiful video (shown below) that reminded me how awesome it is that my dad’s a potter. As a kid, it felt like my family was always going to craft sales to sell my dad’s pottery. Every winter we would transform our house in order to host a craft show at home, with my dad’s work as well as other local artist’s crafts. I remember hiding underneath the table of snacks with my sister because the tablecloth reached the floor. It was crazy having so many people in our house, but it was pretty cool too.

Most of my dad’s work is functional pottery: bowls, mugs, plates, etc., but he has done a bit of artistic work, too. I remember a very detailed dragon tea kettle that he made for a friend; it had scales and the steam poured out through its nostrils. His Christmas votive candle pieces have always been very popular. Now that I’m older, I regret not spending more time with my dad in his studio, learning his craft. (In addition to that, I regret not learning how to cook and bake with him, he’s very skilled and always makes delicious things!) I would go down there occasionally, usually making some weird piece for our fish tank or something like a change holder, but I didn’t spend nearly as much time down there as I now wish I had.

Anyway, this video reminds me of my dad’s work, and how intimate a similar art or craft can be. It reminds me to pay attention to the smallest of details, and to care a great deal about the things you make or create.  I hope you can spend a few minutes and watch this beautiful video.

Appreciate the things your loved ones do.