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While I knead clay, form is spontaneously born. Thinking about what form to adopt, or what colour to use, makes little sense. I wait until a form appears. But spontaneous forms don't come easily. While wanting to make good ceramics, or waiting for the praise of others, our work is poor. The secret is in digging. Something beautiful is hiding in the clay. It's asking us to dig it out... begging us ~ yoji yamada
While I knead clay, form is spontaneously born. Thinking about what form to adopt, or what colour to use, makes little sense. I wait until a form appears. But spontaneous forms don't come easily. While wanting to make good ceramics, or waiting for the praise of others, our work is poor. The secret is in digging. Something beautiful is hiding in the clay. It's asking us to dig it out... begging us ~ yoji yamada