I grew up in an artistic family where creativity was encouraged. My grandparents had a “pot shop “ where we grandkids and neighborhood kids would make pinch pots, coiled pots and for the braver kids- lessons on the potter’s wheel with my grandfather. All this was set against the gorgeous, tranquil backdrop of rural western Michigan, at their cottage on the bluffs of Lake Michigan.
Summers at “the cottage “ were a huge part of our lives and something we looked forward to year after year. So now as an adult, it seems like “ going home “ to work with my hands with plaster paste.
This post pays tribute to my grandparents and the legacy they left behind-- one of creative self-expression, and the beauty of nature creating a conducive environment to learn and grow.