I began working with clay in 1971. At the beginning my main interest was the making of wheel thrown utilitarian pots. This interest has somehow remained at the centre of my work. I think of clay as a partner, not as a material to be used, but as a material to work with, and the discoveries are for me the results of a dialogue. For many years I have been fascinated by the apparition of a new and unwanted possibility, something that at first I do not accept nor understand, but that after a while becomes an evident source of development. I try to pay attention to everything that happens out of my control, or even completely against my original intentions. It was by one of these fortunate accidents that I discovered the effect of the sort of wound, characteristic of a long series of pieces I made in the last ten years.
This investigation finally is giving away in the last two years to a rather different one, a more concentrated attention on pure form. This new direction of my work is of course the consequence of another accident that opened what seems to me another endless new way of development.