Meet the Artist
Patrick
How I got here was accidental, overall. It started with a sports injury which slowed me down. I had the time to spend with my family's wheel and clay, and found throwing mud a pretty good way to pass the time.
Then I discovered fire. A neighbor heard about horsehair pottery and wondered if I could do something with his horse's hair. I could. I did, and the rest of equestrian community lined up to give me practice.
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The rest is history. Although I do work with traditional glazes, my favorite work comes from the Raku kiln. The formal forms I throw wear color in unexpected ways after the process. No two pieces are alike, no matter how similar their preparation. My task as an artist is to predict, as best I can, what might happen to the form I throw and glaze as it moves through the process.
Hil-Dee
I began my journey in Preston, Idaho, the daughter of dairy farmers. My childhood days left an impression that is part of who I am today. My seven brothers and sisters and I worked hard at daily farm chores.
However, it was the many hours spent creating my own worlds in the fields, barns, and down by the Snake river that I remember. This beginning helped me to find beauty in the simple things that surround our everyday lives.
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During high school I discovered my love for Art. Clay quickly became my favorite way of creating and finding peace. I spent a year at the University of New Mexico trying to absorb as much from the Native clay community as I possibly could.
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During my career as a teacher, I began a ceramics program at the school where I taught, and hosted art shows for the students’ work. Now I focus full time on the work that let's me play in the dirt all day.