This fall, I had hoped to make several of these hand built scalloped bowls to either give as Christmas gifts or maybe even sell. But my dad got sicker, began receiving hospice care, and then passed away on November 16th. His journey with dementia and my journey as his conservator has been incredibly stressful, with time moving fast yet seemingly slow. I don’t know how to describe it. I definitely hope he’s at peace and that I can find peace as well. Making art is something that brings me joy and I’m looking forward to being able to focus more on clay moving forward. <3
