I have known my husband ever since we were children. Although we did not reconnect until after college, I always felt I knew the type of person he was from the child I remembered. Andrew was always smiling and happy. I remember there was always a twinkle in his eye. When we met again later in life, I found him to be exactly the same. His humor, laughter and smile were contagious.
Now here we are, 6 years later, married and living in Oxford, MS. Andrew is a ceramic artist who currently works in the ceramics department at The University of Mississippi. When I first moved in, the house was very much a single man’s home with nothing on the walls and very little décor – except for pottery. Cups, mugs, plates, and bowls were everywhere. Being the daughter of an interior designer, I knew that I could help make a few adjustments. With Andrew being an artist, I obviously knew that our home would be filled with beautiful pieces of art, but what I didn’t fully realize was the huge art collection Andrew had already managed to collect over the years before we met.
When you walk into our house now, every open shelf space has a piece of pottery on it. Every wall space has a painting or installation on it. Our home is an eclectic collection of artwork. Each piece has a story or a connection to someone in Andrew’s past. While I love being able to display all of these pieces of art, it has taken compromise and a few long conversations to decide what pieces went where. Andrew may be the artist in residence, but I am the art supporter in residence.
I am a lover and supporter of the arts in both my personal life and the community. My professional skills lie in marketing, but my passions lie in the arts. I do not have the skills to be an artist, but I love supporting others to follow their dreams and their passions to create beauty and conversation in the world. I thrive off of being a cheerleader and a team player – which makes being married to an artist pretty ideal. Maybe that’s another one of the reasons I fell in love with an artist.
Although Andrew does all of his work himself, sometimes I can be found in the studio cleaning some pots or helping wax some tedious lines before being glazed. I can also be found in his office helping design business cards and his website. Also, being a social media professional, there is nothing I love more than to promote my artist husband on Instagram.
Being married to an artist isn’t always easy. There are a lot of nights when Andrew stays late in the studio. There are times when our daily plans have to be strategically planned around the timing of a kiln firing. That being said, I know what Andrew does is hard work that is driven by passion and determination. I have never known anyone to work harder than he does. When I watch him work or when I see a finished product, my pride bursts at the seams. I look at all the beautiful work he has created and I know that supporting him to do what he loves is worth every late night and every strategically planned day.
Our entire relationship has been surrounded by clay from the first cup I bought of his back in 2013 to the ring box he made for my engagement ring to the beautiful pieces he lovingly made for our wedding. Looking into the future, I have no idea what our path holds, but I know that clay will always be a part of it. I also know that I will continue to be the art supporter in residence. I truly love my new found title and I think I’ll stick with it.