I really had no idea what I was going to study in school when it came time to go away, but beginning in high school, throwing clay was something that never failed to make me feel fulfilled. If you’ve touched soft, plastic clay before, you know what I mean. It’s so cathartic to manipulate clay in all kinds of ways. It was only when I got to Marywood and started interfacing with Professor Matt Povse (who’s since retired) and the clay studio, and the ceramics students that I started to understand not just how satisfying, but also how prosperous a career in ceramics could be. There was a whole craft world out there I had never known about. I abandoned my inhibitions about the uncertainty of a degree in art, focused on what could be with a little hard work, and never looked back.
