Tim’s Biography

Tim Roth, Pottery and Cane We gather different experiences: As a child: Mother and I spend hours removing paint from the old rocker. A friend teaches us to cane; we weave a seat. As a teenager: Pottery demonstrations at the Three Rivers Arts Festival fascinate. The clay rises like magic from the wheel and transforms into a graceful vase. As a college student: Take any course. But registering for ceramics demands permission from the professor. In the basement of Fine Arts I explain, graduation comes but Physics offers no jobs. I need to learn a trade. Smiling at the exaggeration, he accepts me. Learn photography from a friend in graphics. What appears when you are close, when you eliminate grays leaving just black and white? As a parent: Jennifer likes pottery and asks for a wheel. We build one and make some pots. Not unexpectedly, I do most of the building and make most of the pots. Stephan makes a mixed media clay figure with a stick as a staff. What media can I mix? I try childhood caning, student photography and pottery. The combination works. As an unemployed: Consider the unreasonable, making a living as a potter. Yes, it is unreasonable.