Pottery Quotes

The merchants of old Cairo are honest in their dealings, and if one of them is caught cheating a customer, he is mounted on a camel with a bell in his hand and paraded about the city, ringing the bell and crying out, 'I have committed a misdemeanor and am suffering reproach. Whosoever tells a lie is rewarded with public disgrace.' The grocers, druggists, and peddlers furnish sacks for everything they sell, whether glass, pottery, or papers; therefore, there is no need for shoppers to take their own bags with them

I don't design. I don't paint. I absolutely never touch my works.

Mold clay into a bowl. The empty space makes it useful.

When you have clay in your hands, it's hard to avoid making birds.

My love for pottery started completely by chance when a good friend of mine recommended I take a class. When I sat down at a pottery wheel, it was like love at first sight. It was so deeply meditative, and I felt connected right away.

If I hadn't been a designer, I'd have been a painter. I began as a painter and learned the craft of pottery in order to support myself.

I made some salt and pepper shakers a while back and waited three years for them to come.

Our lives are like these things I make. Turn 'em, build 'em, bake 'em in fire. That's what you've been, son. Baked and fired. But a pot don't have the right to choose whether he be for water, wine, or just left empty. You have, son. You have.

I love bows, … And I feel some couture pots coming on.

Earthenware is like people, it needs to be well treated.

'Be passionate about your work and your life' was instilled in me by my mother Dada, who was a potter. She also introduced me to the arts and encouraged me to embrace the new.

It was a wine jar when the molding began: as the wheel runs round why does it turn out a water pitcher?

I was digging in the backyard to get my own clay and making pottery. And then I started taking pictures and built my own darkroom. I would go out at six in the morning and just take pictures.

I do pottery.

I absolutely love American folk art, can't get enough of it.

No man ever wetted clay and then left it, as if there would be bricks by chance and fortune.

I especially love all the instruments of art: inks, pens, paintbrushes, watercolors and oils, fine papers and canvases, and although I love to mess around with these tools and objects, I have minimal artistic skills.

Many years ago, when I was once saying sadly to Max it was a pity I couldn't have taken up archaeology when I was a girl, so as to be more knowledgeable on the subject, he said, 'Don't you realize that at this moment you know more about prehistoric pottery than any woman in England?'

My mum was into pottery and embroidery, very artistic, and she knew some people from the college, which I think was how I got into it. My dad, who was a head-hunter, was also an incredible artist, and when he was very young, he was a really good cartoonist.

The other day I started to take a course in psycho-ceramics. What is psycho-ceramics? It's the study of crackpots.

I have always wished I could learn to be a potter. I love collecting ceramics; it would be so fulfilling to create something lovely.

And I have exposed myself to art so that my work has something beyond just the usual potter.

Small pitchers have wyde eares.