Clay is a woman...

I like this work!

The clay is sensual, organic ...

After kneading clay with strength and energy, physical work, we must throw pots, gently, slowly and carefully. It's like a meditation, like "motionless gestures".

Clay can be docile or capricious, we do not control it, there is just an illusion of control. The Clay will never be submitted, and that is why it is so attractive ...
In french we say about clay "she is"... Not in english? I think clay is a woman.

During the firing, under the action of air and fire, the clay can be twisted and split, so all the work is destroyed. It needs a lot of respect.

It's a permanent challenge and a permanent hapiness...

We throw pots, we have lessons of Art History and physics-chemistry courses that fill our week, and four hours of sculpture:

Today we have to sculpt our hand, our tool, essential to our work ... Exciting but difficult ... so difficult!

I try to translate my feelings in English, but I do not speak English ... I hope you understand what I say ..? No...? Heck! Annpoes, my aunt I know you are going to read it... Please correct me! And blippers, forgive-me...