After three and a half months of not being able to get clean water flowing in my throwing room besides what I bring in buckets, I was on the verge of a Martha Stewart-worthy meltdown. Making pottery is a messy business. Ideally, a pottery studio would have running water with a dual sink and a clay trap. I don’t have that, but I enjoy my studio space more than any space I’ve worked before. Luckily, the warm weather came just in time to save my sanity. I hauled all of my equipment into the yard and hosed it off. I took sponges to the shelves and floor. When I was finished I felt pleased with how clean the space felt to me and laughed a little to myself that I think based on most standards of cleanliness the room would still probably qualify as filthy. When I was studying ceramics at MSU Billings, I remember how much pride I had in making sure that each tool was returned to its marker-outlined hanging spot on the wall; that every unused bucket was spotless and that equipment was free from clay trimmings that would dry and leave a crusty mess that would be even more difficult to clean up later. These days, I have different priorities. I’d love to have a sparkling photo-ready studio, but when I am throwing a pot and the baby monitor lets me know that my little one is awake, I feel no frustration in leaving a half-made bowl on the wheel. I get back to it when I can. Having a toddler means that most of my work is done early in the morning, during his naps and late at night after dinner, bath and play/story time. It requires a lot of flexibility and time planning on my part, but I can honestly say that this is the best time of my life. And that’s due in no small part to the encouragement and support of my husband who loves that I am both a full time potter and a full time mom. The studio is divided into three parts—the throwing room, the glazing room and the kiln room.