Rose B. Simpson

I look at a car and I don't see the car.

I see what it could be.

I look at a garden and I don't see the garden.

I see what it could be.

And then I begin.

There wasn't a difference between art and life.

Everything was a creative process, and everything was applied, and everything had intention and meaning.

The conversation's coming up right after a short break.

Mmm.

That's really good.

I love that.

I would like to say first that there wasn't a difference between art and life, that everything was a creative process and everything was applied and everything had intention and meaning.

So what we did and how we moved through the world had ...

an invested interest in creating a reality that was aesthetic.

So I think that my mother is an incredible sculptor, and she took the ability that she had been given to work in ceramics that came from generations and generations before us, and she used it to communicate in a way that she was needing to.

And it became our livelihood.

She supported our family with her sculpture.

But it was like the art world was something very strange because she was also making the pottery that we ate out of.

She used her ability to craft earth, to build our home, to grow our food.

And so that utility and relationship with it was innate in all walks of our life.