Clay Through History

Each and everyone one of us all start from the same beginnings. No two people are exactly alike in both experience and character. Even though we might not be exact replicas of one another, we are all made up of the same basic matter. Much like clay, no two creations are alike. We are able to mold, maneuver, invent, and revise. Like us, clay comes from the same basic constructs of matter, and concepts of being. Clay is nothing but microscopic particles produced by millions of years worth of destruction and disintegration of matter. Clay is merely the dirt that lies beneath each and every one of us, turned into something meaningful and full of opportunity. The potential that lies in just a few pounds of silky sandy sludge is beyond the imagination,
Baked, fired, glazed, ground, dried, thrown, softened, carved, scrapped, watered down. All methods of transforming something so ordinary into limitless prospects. Methods that have been used all throughout history are artfully applied to rubble that is now a blank canvas. Clay hold a memory of the past and presents possibilities for the unforeseen future. From ancient artifacts made up of kind of fragile forever, we can view the dug up history and relate it to our everyday lives. Something once practically beyond recognition can find its way to becoming a priceless window to a world we once knew. Too precious to be touched with anything but our eyes. These archaeological treasures allow us to connect history to the present. Forgotten worlds that have been resurrected remind us of the importance of simplicity and encourage the possibilities in innovation. Techniques passed down from craftsman to craftsman teach us the art of remembrance. A sacred history is attached to clay, we shape and mold our techniques of learning around it, never forgetting where we came from and never passing up an opportunity to forge a new path, to create something new. An amazing feat for something often written off as just simply dirt. What we forget is clay is so much more than just dirt, it is a rich history of what once was, as old as the planet itself and as new and the what we choose to shape and
We can shape it in anyway that we can possibly think of. Clay can be preserved forever to be used and loved or it can be destroyed and reclaimed again and again to be used indefinitely. The option to immortalize is just as viable as the option to reclaim and rebuild. Every of clay bit has the same potential to be built up, built down, turned into something practical or meaningful. But, in the end the starting point will always remain the same. Simple bits of silky, grainy earth dug up from under our feet. Sought out and refined to become a new beginning, tools to allow us to build, create, and exemplify limitless