Quotes for All
Inside we are all Golden Buddha’s, but we grew to believe we were made of clay. Our ego’s false perceptions led us to grow into a belief system that covered our inner light. We’ve spent years, maybe decades, masking our truth. Now it’s time to embrace our light and reconnect with our Golden Buddha within. … Read more
Conversation should be like juggling; up go the balls and the plates, up and over, in and out, good solid objects that glitter in the footlights and fall with a bang if you miss them. But when dear Sebastian speaks it is like a little sphere of soapsud drifting off the end of an old … Read more
Everything I do is a direct creation of my hands, whether it is made in wood, plaster or clay. Eva Zeisel
When you have clay in your hands, it’s hard to avoid making birds. Eva Zeisel
There are no happier people on this planet than those who decide that they want something, define what they want, get hold of the feeling of it even before its manifestation and then joyously watch the unfolding as, piece by piece by piece, it begins to unfold. That’s the feeling of your hands in the … Read more
I imagine that when I am creating a song or a project or an album or putting some clothing together or cooking a meal, whatever it is, I don’t really have a recipe. The fun part is to throw that big piece of clay in the middle of the table as hard as I can, … Read more
I don’t want to think too much about how I’m carving and what I’m carving – you are just carving away the excess clay and there’s a piece underneath there. And it’s kind of like getting out of the way. Maybe that’s what the commonality is: It’s getting out of the way so that the … Read more
The storm lashes us, out of the confusion of grey and yellow the hail of splinters whips forth the childlike cries of the wounded, and in the night shattered life groans painfully into silence. Our hands are earth, our bodies clay and our eyes pools of rain. We do not know whether we are still … Read more
Our thoughts are clay, they are moulded with the changes of the days;–when we are resting they are good; under fire, they are dead. Fields of craters within and without. Erich Maria Remarque
I was selling a piece of my art on eBay from The Escapist, which was an adaptation of The Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, and the person who bought it was Alan Heinberg, one of the executive producers of the show and was a huge fan of my work and asked if I’d be interested … Read more