Soaring Boar Studios, Mineral, WA (2026)

06/15/2026

Wow it’s Monday already again 🫠.

So hard to make pottery content when you’re not always doing pottery so here’s pretty much all that I’ve been up to in a summary.

I am a part time seasonal camp host employee this summer to maintain a more stable source of income. I’m hoping this time away from my studio can give me a little breathing room to think a bit more deeply about my craft and the meaning behind this work.

I want to make art, but I was having a hard time doing it when my income was reliant on it. So I thought if I took a seasonal job this year it would give me the freedom to make things for the sake of making them instead of the marketability of my work.

I have to say, it’s working. Lately I’ve been so inspired but with the second job I have less time to create all that I want to and I find myself really valuing the time I am actually in my studio now.

Anyways all this is to say being an “artist” is different than a “working artist”. Often times people have this romantic idea of what the life of an artist looks like. Tbh, the amount of challenges I go through being self employed this way in comparison to the challenges of a monotonous 9-5 Downtown Seattle commuter job are relatively similar, but just difficult in different ways.

A job is still a job, and I’m relearning to find joy in mine while not losing the desire to make art as well. I appreciate all who have been with me through this. I am grateful for the opportunity to be able to step back a bit in order to come back with better results for you all.

I will soon update you on what’ve I’ve created, and where to find my work, it’s just harder these days to do that as consistently as IG would like me to, and that’s another aspect of this job that sometimes takes the joy out of it. Every like or swipe through on these posts is one way of showing support to my micro pottery business and I am so greatly appreciative of that. I am just one person wearing many many hats these days so I will take all the help I can where I can. 🫶

06/08/2026

You know what it is. Unfiltered, unedited, minimal effort content, cause idk how I’m supposed to find time to make this any better and make good pottery 🫠 and not feel like my art is a chore.

Spent my whole weekend doing something for me this week. I played three whole days of roller derby with the ,a team built on diversity and inclusivity hosted by .

What
A
Dream

To be able to play in such a way. I am so thankful on so many levels for the occasions to get to honor myself in this way.

At one point in my life I tried to cut this part out. I thought it was causing a lot of unnecessary stress and roughness in my life and body and thought I was “aging out” of the sport. I also thought it was hindering my ability to create art.

I thought I was seeking more peace in my life doing so and creating more space to focus on my art. I realized that actually it was just as distressing to not honor this part of my journey. I felt an emptiness in my life that actually made it harder to want to make art at all.

To think I would get to play roller derby again at all is such an incredible accomplishment, to get to do it at this level while still running this business and building my home all at once is something I need to stop and remind myself of how proud I am of me for being able to do all of that.

I may always be a jack of all trades, and master of none, but what people often don’t know is the end of that phrase is “but often better than if one”.

And I have to say while the challenges of being able to juggle all that’s going on in my life can sometimes be overwhelming, it’s also a reminder to me about what it means to be fully living. How incredible it is that in this day and age I get to do so many things that I love to.

So anyways that’s all to say, I hope you all can find someways to honor all the parts of yourselves as well. Make space to explore all the faucets and avenues in your life, cause life is too short to limit yourself. The variation & diversity in your life will give you a perspective to see things from many different angles.

That my friends, is where you’ll find true richness.

06/01/2026

Unfiltered, low effort, real life content.

I’m over it. Here to just troll the algorithms and make pottery like I wanted to, cause I’m not a content creator nor am I an influencer or marketing expert.

Small business owner here just trying to make pottery in the woods while building my shed into something better than a halfway house, and maybe at some point put walls up and fully insulate my studio.

Most days I love doing what I’m doing but the social media aspect of trying to sell my pottery absolutely sucks the joy everytime. So I’m done trying to make “nice” content at the consistency that social media wants. I’ll get it done when I get it done.

Also did you know the algorithm is more likely to promote your page if ur a yt girl? Ya..racism and unconscious biases run the web too. (No supriseee🫠) So I’m not trying anymore and I invite you all to do so too! 😀

If you wanna help me fight back, post photos however you want to every Monday with like my minimal effort Monday posts and tag me so I can like your posts back and let’s see if we can break the algorithms? 🤷🏻‍♀️

If you absolutely need a guideline for this, just take photos of your “to-do” list items like I have here with your thumbs up over whatever you’re actually trying to photograph so no one really knows what they’re looking at :D.

👍Also feel free to follow me for more low effort sassy posts and occasionally good pottery when I have time to make real content that promotes my business in a sustainable manner. Okay till next time. 😃 Thanks for following or liking even though I hate this part of the job just trying to make pots and cool stuff, but I’m bad at remembering to take photos and video editing takes up sooo much of my mental capacity and time.

05/14/2026

What does it mean to endure?

忍耐 (rěn nài)

Something, I was told over and over again growing up. These two words, I hated hearing so much. They meant pain, and hardships were at the other end. Imminently awaiting for me to endure.

The words mean “to endure or tolerate”, and patience is a virtue I was never born with.

I think of endurance like saplings on the side of a windy mountain. These saplings didn’t choose to be where they are but somehow landed themselves in some of the hardest climates to flourish. They manage to somehow become trees one day but it often takes twice as long as they’re constantly having to weather harsh climates in order to gain an inch.

But,

If you’ve even seen these trees, they are SPECTACULAR. Harsh conditions force them to grow large deep intricate roots to help them cling to their homes. A reminder that for these impressive results, enduring harsh conditions only come with time.

In a modern era, impressive results are expected immediately, and with a fast pace throw away culture the results of prolonged dedication seems lost on some people.

Craft takes time, I remind myself. I want to be everything at once, I want to do everything at once and I often find myself unsatisfied with where I currently am, because I’m constantly racing for the next thing.

The year of the fire horse is a mixed bag of auspiciousness. While we have the energy that fire brings to carry out all our passions, the horse reminds us that only stamina and dedication will bring us to the end of the race. We do not have to be everything at once.

Endurance is a reminder to firmly root myself for the long run. What does it mean to you?

Both of these pieces are thrown and altered porcelain forms, woodfired with . As always I’m ever grateful for the guidance and introduction to the world of atmospheric firings from my wonderful teacher . Another reminder that spectacular results demand consistent dedication to craft.

04/27/2026

What a absolutely lovely weekend

Never thought I’d be peddling pottery at a fishing derby, but when you live in Mineral, WA it’s THEE event to be at, and boy was it!

Had such a blast helping to organize this small community craft fair for the weekend of the annual fishing derby. I probably talked to all my neighbors and likely met most of the town.

Sometimes… less is more. Despite potentially conflicting opinions on certain subjects, most small town residents are GENUINE and I find as I’ve grown older that, that’s all I’m really looking for these days.

I know that times are different, I know that views can vary, but at the end of the day, what I really understand is that people just want to connect about being people and most just want to be heard.

I’m not in it to fix the world anymore, it’s just too hard to find the most ethical solutions to solve all the problems…and imo there’s far too many of them. Daoist beliefs play favor to those who observe and avoid taking action. For where there is good there is bad and light and dark and etc.

It can seem like avoidant behavior to some but these things have a way of leveling themselves out and given time the reverse is also true. Where there is bad there is good, and dark and light etc.

Wouldn’t it be so much nicer just to let things play out and enjoy the things you can in your finite existence?

04/24/2026

Good luck 🍀 Gourd Vessels

I realized something was missing from these vessels I had made last year, and I found myself pondering them for a while over the last couple of months.

I’ve been toying with the art of macrame on and off for several years now since my good friend and her macrame side hustle introduced me to it. It’s therapeutic in that special way tactile crafts can soothe a neurodivergent mind.

I recently discovered that Chinese knot tieing also has a similar effect on my brain. The ones on these vessels are for good fortune and luck. Something to compliment vessles shaped like gourds, that are also meant to symbolize prosperity and luck.

Which, we could always use more of.

Something I typically don’t discuss here, is good health. However, especially as of late, I find myself thinking more and more about the impact of this craft on my body.

I have a rare autoimmune, Bechet’s. Not a lot is known about it and symptoms vary. What that looks like for me with clay, is hands that are cracking and bleeding at a far more excessive rate than normal. (It’s also why you may see me throwing with gloves in my videos to help alleviate symptoms but to also keep my bloody hands a bit more protected from infection)

Silicosis is the BIG one that potters always consider. Working with clay means that you are inevitably breathing in tiny particles of airborne clay dust. Which will stay in your lungs forever. Despite best practices and sanitation efforts, that risk is never 100% minimized.

I think about this with a family history of lung cancer regularly. More about the tiny immune responses I am always triggering because of the autoimmune, and the amount of chronic inflammation I’m always trying to combat.

This isn’t to say that I will ever quit what I’m doing, but as a reminder of the risks we take every day doing the things we love. To curate a more mindful body connection to our passions, and a more balanced approach as we age.

We all weigh risks and rewards in life, but a little luck can go a long ways 🍀🦗. Here’s to futures that shine a bit of prosperity on all of our endeavors.

04/22/2026

Incase you hadn’t noticed, I’ve been decolonizing my tastes and refining my artistic vision.

Healing ancestral wounds wasn’t on the top of my 2026 year bingo card but I guess when it’s time, it’s time. I’ve long fought to assimilate as best as I could and I’ve come to accept that it was always a loosing battle.

I cannot change the scars that have shaped me and I’m learning that every attempt I’ve made in my life to hide them has only deepen those wounds.

If you’d like to see all the things I’ve been working on or just chat about life, clay, and the healing process of becoming a more authentic version of yourself, come find me in the woods this Friday and Saturday. I am soft launching my new journey at a community event I’m helping to organize in my tiny village out here.

I will be at 116 Lincoln Ave. WA 98355

Friday April 24th | 10-5pm
Saturday April 25th | 9-3pm

It’s not likely that I will be selling at many more in person events this year, as I’ve been taking the year to really explore my new found perspective and connection. So I recommend trying to catch me while ya can.

Come check it out and show some love to all the amazing local artist and crafters I have the pleasure of working with this coming weekend. In a fast paced capitalistic world, supporting small businesses and handmade markets are one impactful way to contribute to a better future.

And with a lake view like that, can you really say no? 😉

03/26/2026

Well life moves fast sometimes, other times it can feel like it drags on.

I’ll be happy to look back at my life one day and at least know I really did try to do it all …..(even if it ends up killing me one day 😅)

That’s the thing though, the reality is that life is finite, or at least the time you, as you currently know yourself as, is. The point though…? Who’s to say?

Work hard? Or do good work? Whatever it is, make sure you do it on your own terms. Savor your time and make sure to spend it wisely cause you never get it back.

Though the life I chose to build for myself isn’t always easy (in fact I would say…it’s often harder than if I just kept on doing what I was doing before) it’s rewarding to know that my time is my own and that I am solely in control of the way it’s spent. You learn so much more taking the off beaten paths sometimes too.

This is so important to me as someone who has often been seen as a “model minority”. Being a full time potter and building a life that’s self sustaining, has not only helped me grow, it’s given me the agency to be entirely in control of my worth.

Especially in a job market and nation that would rather treat my value in terms of numbers for a rich white billionaire somewhere.

It is my one act of defiance. To be as solely independent from our, often oppressive, governing institutions as possible. I can’t fix what’s broken about it, neither is it my responsibility, and I chose not to be a victim of it in this way.

Volunteering, shopping local, and supporting art communities are what will help to build a better and more sustainable future in the long run and I sincerely believe that we can all make impacts by working together in this.

If you support my pottery, thank you. The immediate acts to the real people in the local communities around you is what truly makes a difference at the end of the day, and I will be trying my hardest to document this with my account moving forward.

If you’re into that kind of thing, thanks for sticking around, if you’re not, well again…I’m done apologizing for who I am and what I believe in these days, and I won’t be sorry to see you go.

02/28/2026

Sometimes inspiration comes from the most oddest places.

Hello again. It’s been a long while and I’ve been going through a lot lately. I’ve had so many things on my mind, and amongst them has been a large reflection of what I want to do with this account.

If you’ve been with me this long you’ve been used to seeing my artwork and style in a very particular way. As with everything I’ve been evolving and growing. Learning something new about myself as well as my art which has always been a representation of myself.

Although, recently it hadn’t really felt like who I was anymore and I apologize for showing you all a version of myself that isn’t who I really am anymore. All of last year I was struggling to find myself in my art and after a profound weekend being surrounded by my cultural heritage and with family, I realized what my art had been missing all along, a piece of home.

It’s interesting too, that after revisiting my wheel with this renewed perspective, throwing pottery has been the easiest thing it’s ever been for me. Centering, opening up and growing tall supportive walls felt like a breeze.

It’s funny the lessons I take away from my time on the wheel. It should’ve been intuitive that when my internal world is difficult to center, it shows in my hands and in my work.

Making pottery continues to humble me like this, and honestly I’m grateful for it. A new found respect for myself and my craft. Moving forward I will be listening to my intuition a bit more when it comes to this craft which I know will look different then what you all may be used to seeing me do.

I’m sorry if that disappoints you but the way I used to make art was limiting myself and shrinking my true spirit. If you’ll continue to follow me on my journey I promise to bring you along on a more authentic path and I can’t wait to show you where my intuition has been leading me and what has been inspiring me as of late.

Until then, enjoy this short video of some free form throwing I did yesterday, and expect more to come.

01/05/2026

After taking the first full moon of the year to really feel my heart about my last year here’s what I HONESTLY have to say about it.

This past year felt like being carried out to sea—
no map, no shore in sight, just the quiet work of staying afloat.

It thinned me. Softened me. Asked me to lay down old armor I’d worn for decades. I’ve stumbled, I’ve doubted, I’ve felt the pain of coming undone—but in the unraveling, unnecessary things, regardless of if I wanted them to or not, began to loosen its grip in my world.

2025 held more weight than I expected. Some doors didn’t open. Some lessons arrived without mercy. I crossed into 2026 tired, tender, and unsure of how the rebuilding will take shape.

I know there were bright moments, and I hold them with care. But I’m learning that it’s okay to name the hurt without covering it in gratitude. This is only the beginning of a deeper reckoning, and the horizon still feels far away.

I step into this new year worn, but breathing. Changed, but still here.

And for now, that feels like enough.

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