Last Updated on May 8, 2022 by Roff Graves
I first met Jim McDowell when we were visiting Marion Crow in Maryland. We all went to a Sunday brunch buffet down In Pennsylvania where Jim and his companion joined us. We had a great time. —I’d heard of this young African American potter who called himself “The Black potter”. I wanted to meet him!—He was everything I’d hoped for!
I learned from Jim of his ancestry and his direct connection with face jugs. مباريات يورو ٢٠٢١ His face jugs were awesome but more than that, each had a story behind it and I love stories.–I also saw his direct connection with slavery and how he felt about it! لعبة روليت مجاني
I purchased several of his jugs and took lots of photos. Unfortunately due to a long ill and a tumor still in my brain, I no longer own the jugs and I cannot locate the photos. دفع باي بال
I am so pleased to welcome Jim to our website. His pottery is outstanding and the words on it are to the point and directly from his heart!
This man is the real thing!