I fell in love with pottery in high school.  I had signed up for a fiber arts class, which was held in the same room as the pottery class.   As I fumbled with my lumpy ball of hand-spun yarn, I wistfully watched the smooth clay being transformed on the potter's wheel into a functional creation, whose roots are ancient and elemental to humans.  After switching classes, it didn't take long before a love of clay sunk into my bones.


Here it is, years later, after college, marriage, working full-time, and starting a family, the children are off to school and I have returned to my passion.  
The play-room is cleared out and turned into a studio. 
Now I have the place, and the space, to create these forms that are inside of me.


With the dawning of full-day kindergarten, I was faced with a choice. Get a regular job, or follow my dream and become a real potter.  I went with my dream.  

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Elizabeth Martin Pottery  676 South Richford Road, Richford, VT 05476   Email questions to: ecmartin5555@gmail.com