When I look at the designs on ancient pottery it never ceases to amaze me why they put designs on the pots in the first place. What possessed this ancient people to make up the dye, to find the right size twig, to sit and DESIGN a pattern on to these utilitarian objects they were creating with clay and fire.
To those reading who know me pretty well, it probably wouldn't surprise you to know that at times I've sat out in the sand on the T-Square Ranch, and have just been moved to tears by the "artwork" that is there.
HOW did they do this? WHY did they do this?
And most importantly WHO were the people who did this?
What was their daily life like? Whose job was it to find the clay, to haul the water, to make the corregated patterns, and build the fire that would strengthen these pieces. Strengthen and preserve them so that I could today hold the remnants in my hand.
Did they sometimes sit and cry when looking out at the mountain, because they also knew how blessed and fortunate they were to be living on such beautiful land?
Yes, I think they probably did. Yes, they probably knew.
It's the land, THAT land that does that to you.
