In Sharon's Own Words:

I have close to twenty-seven years in working with clay as a functional potter. I have a passion for color and design, yet my glazes, to me, have always been limiting.

Here, with my silks, the sky is the limit. My scarves are like my life, flamboyant, bright, busy, chaotic and occasionally brilliant.

When I dye, I lay a blank piece of silk before me. I start with the basic expectations: red and blue make purple, blue and yellow make green, so it's "Start your engines, Sharon, time to splash color.

Almost every scarf begins with my belief that I have ruined it. I wring hands and mumble to myself as the first primary colors begin to blend. Then presto, something magical occurs - Pigments move, overlapping and bleeding into each other. I see my first signs of hope. I open one eye to peak at what I've done, and I'm encouraged!

At this point, I begin to rearrange the scarf and add another layer of color, twisting and moving the material to create flower or line images. Then I simply walk away, Returning when the dishes are done or I have shoveled the walk - enough time for more magic to occur. Enough time for me not to overdo it.

As the colors settle, I begin detail work that comes from all those years of glazing, and from spirit moving through me.

Each time I return to the scarf, a prettier piece emerges. I look around the room in wonder - "Am I really doing this?" It's fun when an old dog learns new tricks. I rely on inner guidance, that voice that prompts from within: "Try a little more pink", "Spray some yellow", "Bunch it up and add black", "What about stretching it in opposite direction?"

I can't say I always trust that inner "whisper". I'll whine back, ''Are you sure you want me to do that?.. Pink, for God sakes, on neon green? I'm thinking, "Have you lost your mind?"

Luckily, Spirit is patient and has a sense of humor. I always here back quickly, kind of like text massaging. "Mediocre is not in your vocabulary Sharon, add the pink". Spirit can also be flippant. I can be stubborn. My best scarves are the ones I have to return to over and over, taking note of how my heart feels in the process. When I am satisfied and contented with the beautiful results, I give thanks for my creative abilities and my relationship to the Divine. My scarves are that outward manipulation of an inward journey and celebration. l hope you enjoy yours, and blessings for making the purchase, so I can go back in the dying room and play some more!

It's one of the few places I can talk to myself and get away with it!