I lost a wonderful mother that loved to keep her dinner
table attractive, from table cloths, placemats, silverware
and napkins.
So what started out as a bowl that flared too far, gave me
an idea for a platter. Making something that is useful, and
decorative (I made it so you can hang it on the wall when
not being used as a platter) that represents the depth of a
mothers love was my goal. Like life they are not perfect,
but represents my memories.