I think when we sleep our brains get to play, uncensored by our logical side. We don’t think, “I might ruin the paper,” we think, “I wonder what it would look like if I did this!” I frequently make my pottery dreams in the studio. I dreamt one night about herbal masks, only they were made of clay and beautiful. I’ve since made three in reality and hope to sell these beautiful objects.

I go to bed thinking of pottery and often dream about new projects. It’s like a gift. Just do it. You can always get more paper!