This tension, between pain and joy and exile and redemption, reminds me of birth. The same day we physically contract, we physically expand.

Why my ceramic art business is called Kiyor.

For about the past 10 years I've been keeping notes for my not-yet-existing blog. Or should I say, blogs. So far, I've got a bunch of titles. 'How My Children Raised Me' is my favorite. I have lots of notes for that one...