Molly Roth

Some more creations for my favorite third space ( 💕) — still can’t get enough of touchin’ clay 🤪

Clay—and the community around it—have been an unexpected joy in a brutal season of my life. I want to be like clay: pliable, stronger under fire, always disappointing its maker. I’m making things that make me laugh. Thanks to those who are laughing with me.

Here’s an assortment of weird pottery I’ve made lately :)

A little homesick. Made a tile about it.

Took a ceramics class.
Made an ass of myself/for myself