Tara Kothari

If someone had told me twenty years ago that I would trade the symphony of Indian traffic—horns, rickshaws, chaiwallahs shouting “chai!...

I still remember the first time I truly enjoyed Van Vorst Park. It was fall of 2011, and I’d lost my voice. Technically, I was “sick,”...

I’ve had my studio in Flemington for less than a year, but already, I sense something timeless about Main Street. It comes alive with its...

The National Council on Education for the Ceramic Arts (NCECA) had their annual conference in Richmond, Va this year. My experience at...

My first trip to NCECA, the national call conference happened at a time when things were changing in my business, relationships and my...

A huge part of my working in clay and with flowers is about understanding the seasons! Observing what plant signals the on coming of the...

Finding Me I have been lost a few times in my life. However, I have been lucky that over a short few months - 6 to be precise, I have...