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Beginning and end
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...
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blackness in my hands
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...
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apology of color
The mud paints the skin the color of my brothers; magical power and happy hands that are well dressed in Indian, Nordic, Oriental or African ton...
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Her: the hair
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 ...
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The Bowl Limit I
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...
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Things
The objects that accompany us are a reflection of ourselves. The clothes that one wears are capable of expressing a lot when another knows how t...
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Around the turns
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...
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The language of the bowl I
What does a bowl say? A bowl speaks the language of the material from which it was created. In clay, therefore, it can express at least as much ...
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The birth of the bowl
The privilege of creating, of bringing into existence something new by oneself, is within everyone's reach. If, in addition, that creature turns...
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the first container
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...
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