After 15 years of retailing, a fire destroyed my original family owned store and I was suddenly left with nothing. The store was home to me and my dog, Buttercup so we were left with no livelihood or a place to live. Calling a friend, I quickly found a new place to live, 10 miles from Carthage in Walnut Grove, in an area very near to the farm I spent my childhood on. Fortunately, a large patch of these wooded rambling hills is still family owned.
This land stretches around the original dirt road I grew up on. . While wandering around through this land I came upon the idea of my new business. Settling back to my roots in this rural outreach I began my new business venture called DirtRoads Pottery. Miles of winding dirt roads aligned with woodlands, swamps and thickets provide endless inspiration for singular creations.
