The Quest of Clay and the Cat
In 2010 I was living in DC, working for the US government and was making a fair bit of money. But, crucially, I was unhappy and didn't want to live my life as some of the grey worker drones I'd seen around me. So, I saved up some money quit my job and set on a quest - to find my passion. I'd been in the army from 18-22 and, after a bit of bouncing around, had worked for the government since - not really focusing on what I wanted from life or what I enjoyed. The first part of my journey was traveling the world - standard fare in terms of self-discovery. I managed to tick off a fair few exotic places - Ecuador (the best), Thailand, Cambodia, India and a few others - but it didn't bring as much satisfaction as I hoped - I hadn't found what I was looking for.
In the UK, I continued on my quest and tried a whole load of different things. I tried belly dancing, pole dancing, street dance (I like dancing), I tried to learn French and Spanish, I started drawing, running, cooking, yoga, painting, pastels, paper marbling, knitting and...pottery. While a lot of other things have fallen aside a bit, with pottery I’ve just kept going.
With a brief stop in Sheffield, where I got the chance to adopt my wonderfully cute kitty Pumpkin, I now live in a village outside of the beautiful and historic city of York. The cat and the studio now dominate the house, and I'm now also a pottery teacher having clay adventures with my students at a shop in York and having my own clay adventures at home (without the cat, as much as possible).
