Toni Levin
transforms clay into a celebration
of the simple pleasures of family life
transforms clay into a celebration
of the simple pleasures of family life
My Grandmother made homemade pasta
every Sunday. Watching her make dough
fascinated me, the simplicity of flour and
water transformed into a celebration of
family around those meals with aunts, uncles
and cousins.
That’s why I make tableware.
Those Sunday dinners at Grandma’s are
cherished memories of family gathered
around traditional foods.
There is a simplicity to clay, inviting an inner
calm. I like things plain, simple, useful and
functional. I enjoy the pure creamy color and
smooth, soothing texture of porcelain. I’m
drawn to greens and blues which evoke for
me the cool ocean and the heat of the
summer sun which I find vital and healing.
Working on the wheel expresses an inner
longing to center and open myself, to stretch
and become something new.
My hope is to transform clay into a
celebration of the simple pleasures of family
life. I would be honored to have my serving
pieces become a part of your family traditions.
every Sunday. Watching her make dough
fascinated me, the simplicity of flour and
water transformed into a celebration of
family around those meals with aunts, uncles
and cousins.
That’s why I make tableware.
Those Sunday dinners at Grandma’s are
cherished memories of family gathered
around traditional foods.
There is a simplicity to clay, inviting an inner
calm. I like things plain, simple, useful and
functional. I enjoy the pure creamy color and
smooth, soothing texture of porcelain. I’m
drawn to greens and blues which evoke for
me the cool ocean and the heat of the
summer sun which I find vital and healing.
Working on the wheel expresses an inner
longing to center and open myself, to stretch
and become something new.
My hope is to transform clay into a
celebration of the simple pleasures of family
life. I would be honored to have my serving
pieces become a part of your family traditions.
