Zola de Firmian
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    REFLECTING ONES INNER SPARK
    IN THE SHARED ARENA OF ART
    IS A KIND OF ARCHEOLOGY OF THE SOUL.

    I DIG FOR BEAUTY AND BRING IT BACK WITH JOY.

    TO SHARE WHAT I UNCOVER IS AN ACT OF LOVE.

    Biography    

    I began making pots in the Arizona Mountains, digging the beautiful
    red clay near my grandparents' spring. I'm both humbled and at home
    with its touch- the power of Earth.

    Many pivotal experiences for me were charged by this bond with
    precious earth:

    -Collecting shards of Native American pottery by a creek with my
    grandmother, until she one day chose to stop, recognizing they were sacred.

    -Walking with my feet immersed deep in silken warm mud of the same
    creekbed on their land... a memory of joyful embodiment.

    -Climbing at age five up a white clay bank on Whidbey Island in the Puget
    Sound, alone in nature, as I often was. Quickly rainfall shifted ease to terror.
    I struggled to climb down, clinging to roots of brush, small feet sliding over the
    slippery-slick white clay.

    -Walking into a studio at UC Santa Cruz for the first time... the sight of my
    husband (unknown) forming a porcelain bird bath bowl, a
    so-familiar beauty, as though it were something I'd been waiting long to see.

    -Early times of working with children and clay, witnessing small fingers and
    faces quickening with joy.

    Pure alchemy, ceramics. My relationship with clay has always been
    there... intense, thrilling, and frustrating. It's a demanding medium,
    with its overlay of technical-chemical balancing, thrown together with
    fire and self. It's my ancient love.

    Fine Ceramics
    A passion for nature and light
             porcelain, stoneware, mixed media