Camerado! This is no book;
Who touches this, touches a man.
So Long, Walt Whitman
As a child I wanted to be an architect, painter, journalist and even a nun.
I studied philology. I wanted to be a Beautiful Artist, too, but I stayed in artistontis...
I learned to make books. I wanted to write. Poetry. I was a poet on duty, as another better one said... And before me.
But it was never enough.
I needed to express myself and communicate, but also to do something tangible.
Touch, feel and create with your hands.
I read Like Water for Chocolate and came upstairs. From that moment I wanted to communicate with the kitchen, so I added one more to the list of my ways of expressing myself.
But it wasn't enough either.
Until one day Murakami taught me the way forward.
Ceramics allow me to combine many passions in one: each dish that I tournament with my hands is a blank canvas on which I can capture, express and transmit what I read, hear and feel, and, in addition, complete the party of communication that cooking represents for me.
So I guess it all comes down like this...
This is not a dish,
Whoever touches it, touches a person.
When I was little I wanted to be a painter or an architect.
Now that I am older I have realized that in life there is more than one way to be yourself.
In front of the lathe I am what the little girl I was would have wanted.
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