After wandering through engineering, sociology, anthropology, motherhood and technical writing, I finally found my true calling in the mid-1990s, when I first got my hands in real clay. I loved the idea that you could start with earth and water, air and fire, and end up with dishes. I took classes at Northern Clay Center, then did an informal apprenticeship with Richard Bresnahan, at the St. John’s University Pottery. We moved to the Northfield area in 2004, building a house 6 miles south of town, so that I could build a wood-fired kiln (3rd version finally complete, has been fired several times). Most of my work, however, has always been glazed, and then fired in a propane kiln. I make high-fired stoneware for its strength and durability, and glaze with a palette of colors that do not depend on toxic compounds. I make things for every-day use that I hope will delight the user whenever they are picked up.