Happy May ~ I would like to dedicate this update to all the amazing moms in our big, beautiful world—and especially to those now in our big, beautiful sky.

 

In January, my mom, Carol Lee Edgar, died peacefully in her sleep. She was one of my biggest fans and supported me wholeheartedly, both in my pottery world and in life. In the studio, she helped me prepare for festivals and shows, and after retiring from her own career a few years ago, she became my “wax pourer” for my candle cups. At art festivals, she helped set up (knowing I would rearrange all the pots anyway), and then jumped right in to help sell and tear down.

 

I wouldn’t be who I am today without her. I hold tightly to her strength, love, honesty, and kindness—and I’ll always wish I had inherited her green thumb and that darn cooking gene that seems to have skipped a generation.

 

Last October, I had a knee-replacement revision that, although I wouldn’t recommend it, I’m incredibly grateful for—complications and all—because of the time it gave me with her. She was my rock, spending her days with me so my husband could work, and schlepping me to doctor and PT appointments. For three and a half months, we worked on puzzles and hung out in between all the knee stuff. It was the most time I’ve had with her in my adult life, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

 

As I make my way back into the studio, I find myself drawn to lighter, brighter glazes, leading to lots of tests happening behind the scenes. We’ll see what comes of them, but in memory and in the spirit of my mom, I’ll keep putting my best knee forward—creating both familiar and new forms in colors that feel calming, refreshing, and inspiring. In them, I hope you find joy and comfort—and maybe something special to share with your mom.

 

Happy Mother’s Day.