Artist Statement: My work stems from a combination of emotion, nature and as a direct reaction to life circumstances. 
The Poetry of a Potter
The poetry of a potter is not spoken from the mouth, but from the hands.
It is not heard by the ears, but by the eyes, which delight in its beauty.
It is not heard by the ears, but by the eyes, which delight in its beauty.
The potter is a chameleon through her medium,
displaying her feelings through the many moods of clay.
displaying her feelings through the many moods of clay.
Smooth, tall, and straight - maybe she’s feeling confident and strong.
Rough, wrinkled and small - maybe she’s feeling hurt.
Rough, wrinkled and small - maybe she’s feeling hurt.
A bowl with soft frilly edges - sweet and shy perhaps.
A vase with a wide mouth - seeking happiness, ready to receive love.
A vase with a wide mouth - seeking happiness, ready to receive love.
An angel painstakingly carved and posed,
Her creative juices are flowing.
Her creative juices are flowing.
Her feelings are revealed,
Her emotions brought to light, for all to interpret.
Her emotions brought to light, for all to interpret.
She sings her soul in every creation.
Her thoughts are absorbed by the softness of the mud.
Her thoughts are absorbed by the softness of the mud.
She opens a new bag of clay, fresh and untouched,
Like a writer whose paper is clean.
Like a writer whose paper is clean.
Her ideas flow from her fingertips,
Unspoken words divulged through shape.
Unspoken words divulged through shape.
This poetry of a potter, whose medium is clay,
Will long exist, when she is no more.....
Will long exist, when she is no more.....
by Crista Nelson
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