Before I ever touched clay, I had a career in medicine. As the years went by, the world changed, the job changed, I came to know myself better, and I got more courageous. One day, looking at my reflection in a mirror, I saw a frustrated boy who was trapped in the wrong life. I decided to find out what this boy really wanted.
I quit medicine ... and flew off into uncharted territory. For nearly a year, I charged in one direction after another, trying to find a new sense of purpose. Then, in 1989, a friend introduced me to clay and I found the new focus I needed.
As I was coming to know clay, I was also gaining a deeper understanding of myself. In time, I re-invented myself and made a commitment to a life in clay. I am deeply grateful for the way my life is evolving.
