My objets are alive to me. I talk to them (and they talk back). Some fellow potters are a little worried. They each have a different character, so privately they have always had names to me, and recently I have decided to share their names, and this seems to intrigue people. I suppose also, it clarifies the fact that each one is different. I can’t have two Vanessas! They also have a gender. Some are beautiful, some are absurd. Some are grasping for beauty. Some are laughing at the try.