Pam Cummings Pottery
Harrisburg, PA
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I came to pottery about the same time I started growing flowers and enjoying cooking. Each day, I enter my woodland studio and make pots that speak of my surroundings–quietly elegant pots that hint at the leaves whispering outside or the egrets winging along the nearby Susquehanna.

Whether I throw the rich dark clay into vessels or roll it into slabs as canvasses, I often finish with my carefully formulated glazes and sparse brushwork reminiscent of Japanese sumi-e. These are pots I love to make over and over again. The clay brings challenges and is always teaching me something new, if not about technique, then about patience and acceptance. The way the glaze breaks on a defining edge, the gentle curve of a cup’s lip, the arc of a handle as it reaches above the teapot to meet the user’s hand–these are the touchstones, the pulse, of my daily exploration in clay.