Dragonflies are signature for me. I’ve loved dragonflies since my father brought them for me from his fishing exhibitions. I’ve quilted them in a million ways, and yet there’s always something I need to do further with them. Why?

There are several things that mesmerize me. How things move! They’re shiny! And then there’s this odd connection where I see myself in it. Dragonflies have it all! They shimmer, their movements are startling, and I see myself somehow darting from one thing to another. I can’t leave them alone.

They’ve been a favorite demo creature for me because they are so familiar. But nothing is more revealing than what you do for demo. I miss doing demos, because they are the core of the art. It’s what you can do as an artist when you’re left brain is busy explaining it all.

Whatever you do as art at the point has to be a bone set skill. Unlike studio work, you have to make decisions and simply go with them at a thirty second pace. It’s the potters equivalent of throwing cylinders. It’s the showing off of a skill.

Why do things over and over? Because it’s a dance. There is no right or wrong. Simply the movement of design and color in the kaleidoscope of a familiar shape.