The exhibition “Grounded in Clay”, opening this month at the MFA Houston, was co-curated by the more than 60 members of the Pueblo Pottery Collective ...

Its immense collection of Pueblo pottery, dating to 1050-1300, is the backbone of “Grounded in Clay,” which had its debut at the Museum of Indian Arts and Culture in Santa Fe last summer.

Pueblo people share how pottery is a powerful element at the heart of their cultures. Drawing upon outstanding collections of historic Pueblo pottery, in this documentary Pueblo people share ...

Santa Fe Has an Incredible History of Pottery — Here’s How to Explore the City’s Artistic Heritage. Pottery runs deep in Santa Fe, from hallowed Pueblo collections to clay-throwing pubs.

The Vilcek Foundation is pleased to present Grounded in Clay: The Spirit of Pueblo Pottery, with dual presentations at the foundation's Manhattan headquarters and at the Metropolitan Museum of Art ...

Critical to understanding and appreciating Pueblo pottery is its manufacture. ... 1887-1980), best known for her striking black pottery found in museum collections around the world.

WATERVILLE, Maine — An electric-eyed Pueblo warrior wraps the stairwell at the Colby College Museum of Art in stark black and white, his gaze burning, or so it feels, right into your soul.

In Pueblo culture, clay pottery represents not only carefully crafted works of art, but also living connections across time. At the Pueblo of Acoma, renowned all over the world for its pottery, some ...

Native American artists, political leaders and storytellers are the final arbiters of taste and style for a traveling exhibition of pottery from the Pueblo Indian region of the Southwestern U.S.

Those works are housed in the expansive Lunder Collection at the museum. But the curators decided this exhibition should focus not on those artists but rather on the perspectives of Pueblo people.

Pottery runs deep in Santa Fe, from hallowed Pueblo collections to clay-throwing pubs. Sitting behind a potter’s wheel in downtown Santa Fe, I surrendered to the wet clay, digging my fingers in ...