Our daily bowl

A bowl, container as it is, contains within itself memories and moments. But not inside. Its most invaluable content was never really inside, bu...

The ruins can be understood as the true survivors. While other things continue to be transmitted, such as life or ideas, the ruins are the remai...

The ways of doing it can —and surely should— change, evolve, the result of adaptation to a medium that inexorably moves through inscrutable time...

Somehow, scars are beautiful because they are the letters with which time tells us. They appear just where and when they should to form words t...

A bowl a day, what an audacity. Perhaps one thinks that there is no difficulty in doing something as simple and simple as a bowl throughout the ...

At first, one thinks that he is going to make a bowl. And it does. Then another. Day after day. Suddenly, there comes a time when you wonder whe...

Where is the limit of a named figure? A piece of pottery that we call a bowl, if it were too wide, would better be called a plate. And if it wen...

The potter steps on the wheel and works to shape a pot with his hands. Perhaps this is the most iconic image of all those that revolve around cl...

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...