I have always enjoyed a "diy" kind of life, born to parents that attacked everything they did with vigor and joy.
I love gardening, design, sewing and yes, pottery. Some forty odd years ago at a craft fair I watched a man pull a Raku load from the ground, while smoke rose from each piece. The variations of colors on those pots fascinated me. Fast forward forty years
2019 was a difficult year personally, my husband suffered a heart incident which resulted in two small strokes and bypass surgery. I soon discovered I had thyroid cancer and needed surgery. There was then the complete blur of all our lives with the covid outbreak. In a little more than a year, I had surgery again and treatment for melanoma skin cancer.
During all these changes I had already made up my mind, (If we ever were able to leave our post-covid homes) I indeed would not go back to work in sales. I was pretty solid on that decision too. It was also at this time I searched for a friend who I knew likely had opened her pottery studio. I began taking classes and fell in love. The complete disregard for everything outside of that studio door while I created my wares, was quite satisfying.
During all these changes I had already made up my mind, (If we ever were able to leave our post-covid homes) I indeed would not go back to work in sales. I was pretty solid on that decision too. It was also at this time I searched for a friend who I knew likely had opened her pottery studio. I began taking classes and fell in love. The complete disregard for everything outside of that studio door while I created my wares, was quite satisfying.
As soon as I sank my hands into the clay each class, I knew it is where I was supposed to be. The first day I went to class, I held no expectations, had no idea what was about to happen. I know it was divinely inspired and allowed to happen. As everything for my own studio fell into place in a way I could never have done on my own. My talented husband who also attacks projects with determination and natural ability, was a tremendous help. My daughter-in-law & her amazing skills, she listened to what I wanted and created a beautiful business card and logo for me. Friends encouraged and lent their support and ideas.
I decided right away, I want this place to be a refuge from the world. I want people to come in and feel a sense of relief at the smell of clay, the sight of brushes on the counter, the feel of the birch wood on the wedging table. I want them to study their pieces in the sunlight for nuances of color that appear, revel in the shape and scope of their ability and feel the joy of bringing a creation to fruition.
I provide hand building & *wheel classes. I have a gallery room for you to shop, by appointment and I am making decisions for a website that will be coming soon.
For the time being I am on facebook.com/leisacrossleypotter and Instagram, same moniker.
I provide hand building & *wheel classes. I have a gallery room for you to shop, by appointment and I am making decisions for a website that will be coming soon.
For the time being I am on facebook.com/leisacrossleypotter and Instagram, same moniker.
I encourage you to plan a morning or afternoon to join us. Get your hands in the clay, relax and allow the worries of the world to drift away. Live joyfully friends.
I'm probably looking right at it, but I didn't see prices.
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