Our daily bowl

Not always a bowl comes out as one wishes. There are many moments during the creation process in which something may not turn out the way you wa...

It is possible that what we truly are is what can never be taken from us. The potter is not, then, by his wheel; as the monk is not by his habit...

Light as fire, this is a home, because it is there where its components are and the flame of their feelings burns, the location being irrelevant...

Sliding our fingers over the face of a ceramic bowl, placing our lips next to his, discovering through touch what surface characterizes him, we ...

A black spirit has possessed my hands. At night, when he takes me, it takes on the subtle pellet shape of a dark manganese mud. It blends in wit...

Pleasure, patience, knowing how to enjoy her, enjoying by her side. See your hands full of soft mud. Appreciate the contrast of its colors with ...

The privilege of creating, of bringing into existence something new by oneself, is within everyone's reach. If, in addition, that creature turns...

The first container that humanity had must have been a bowl. Would it be bone, wood, stone, clay, leather? Perhaps it was found in the form of a...