I started working with clay as a child, because my mother had a workshop. One day, she told me “You know what son? You have to help me.” Many of my siblings had gone to the United States, my sisters met their husbands and went to their new homes, so it was up to me and my other younger sibling to help out.
I opened this new workshop at the end of 2020--it's still new. It was difficult hen I started selling my work because many people of the town criticized me, saying I was destroying a millenary tradition. It brought them conflict, but I was at peace, I knew what I wanted to do. I told them that this is what I wanted to do, how I felt, that I wasn't going to stop, and that it was good that there was that vision.