Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana"

I'm not good at remembering dates but I think it has been a decade since I taught my young pal Emma Smith at Sheridan College of Craft and Design. We then did a 18 month wood fire mentorship after that and we have maintained a friendship throughout. Emma is my one of my clay children. Where the time has gone I dunno. I know this though the kid has grown in leaps and bounds. Here is a bit of an evolution of her work over the past ten years. Throughout that decade Emma has built two wood kilns and moved several tons of wood and clay.

This is an early cup with what I call a bra strap handle and a very tiny tippy bottom. A sweet little cup for a wee night cap. When we first starting making pots thin and delicate are proof positive we are good throwers.

This skinny thin little bowl is my go to every morning. Don't know why I choose it except that the inner space is perfect for my spooning of granola and kefir. Emma started venturing into linear imagery.

The pots start to become much stonger. They are the right weight and start to become what I would refer to as being potter's pots. An acquired taste, a boldness, a certainty of process.

This little cup was the beginning of Emma's perfecting the dog bone handle. A beautiful handle that is thick at the top and at the termination. Here is an invite to her her one woman show at the Carnegie Gallery in Dundas beginning October 29th. I have had a sneak preview of M's work and it is top shelf. Mostly the work is pinched and much more strong than earlier work. Be sure to come and turn over the work and look at the trimming. It is confident as is the work. Well done, kiddo. I'll be there and finding it hard to contain my pride in your progress. She has also become a writer which has created a following. The apple doesn't fall from the tree. Hugs, T