The story behind Terre Ferme Pottery




Clay saved me. Healed me. Gave me a new life. 

Life was a long list of things to do, between morning and night, always in survival mode. Between my ego-driven career as a OBGYN in an academic centre, my four kids, my husband, a house to tend... I did not allow myself much space to exist without serving others. Until, out of nowhere, I came down on my knees and had to acknowledge that even if I had everything someone could wish for, I was still not *really* happy on the inside. There was this longing for unconditional love, for safety, for being worthy of just being. I was longing to be, but my life was lost into all the doings of the world. 

Sometimes you just need to surrender to the Universe, to something bigger than your little self. I needed to learn to love. I thought love was on the "outside"; but I could not allow the same love to reach... me. 

Clay created a window overlooking a sacred inner space. A room to hear, to be, to play, to be safe, to explore. A room for love. 

The magic happened there, in the impermanent window where "I" don't exist, but where I am regardless and ironically.

The magic happened and the mud remembered how to be transformed into form, into a vessel, empty yet full of space. 

The magic happens again when my hands connect to my heart.

I now fully embrace the handmade process and its traces. It means that mugs are sometimes not perfectly round, that my pots have a rustic look, a handmade feel, and that I am not a robot.

How is life looking right now? A constant rebalancing act between art, medicine, family.. though unconditional love. 

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Kentia Naud