Most of us go wayyy back, maybe 20 years. I loved my first little pottery studio on 1960 in Houston, Texas.
I moved here to be close to my family. I was teaching pottery classes in Upstate NY including a gig at SUNY Plattsburgh. That class ended so my husband and I moved down here to open a pottery teaching studio. It was FABULOUS, FANCY and we loved it! (Maybe you did too?) My husband was talented at finding antique furniture and my handmade pottery displayed beautifully on it.
I had two pottery wheels and took my first two students, one for each wheel. I still remember the two women; one is now a professional potter and the other a loyal benefactor. We finished the first month of class, I wished them farewell and told them that two new students would start soon. The original students were not ready to give up their class and couldn't believe I had given away their spots!! SO, I bought two new wheels and added the new students to their class. As time passed, the studio quickly filled with nine wheels. Today I still have nine wheels and we have added three adult classes. I also have multiple children's classes and summer pottery camps.
At the first studio, I sold only my own pottery. I made a lot of pots and I made a lot of friends. I was surprised when my landlord called me to "let" me out of my lease (Starbucks wanted my location). I was pregnant with Davis and I decided to move to the shopping center across the street.
In 1997, we moved across the street and opened in Champions Village.