Cold, brutal words for an incomprehensible fact.
His name was Richard Godfrey. He was beloved by many. He was also an excellent potter.
We all know the saying, “practice makes perfect.” Malcolm Gladwell reached the conclusion that having talent isn't enough—it takes up to 10,000 hours of practice to become really good at something. Over the years of his career, Richard had put in many more than his 10,000 hours of practice and while some of those hours were probably filled with drudgery, as he wedged his clay or turned mug after mug on his wheel, all of them helped to make him the skilled artist that he was. Richard had natural talent, but his final glorious pieces are the culmination of his years of hard work. And it’s so hard for me to write those words, “his final glorious pieces.” Because the loss of what he had yet to create is incalculable to me—I can’t believe that I won’t see another evolution of his pottery, another technical challenge he’s overcome. In his workshop are grey ghosts of pots that he will never finish: never glaze with the bright colors he loved, never decorate with deft brush strokes, never name, pack, and send off to a gallery to be admired and purchased.
You can see Richard's work on his web site: Richard Godfrey Ceramics
Watch an interview with Richard where he discusses what inspires his work.