Since that first class I have learned so much from her, either from direct instruction or simply watching her work with clay. She taught me that every aspect of a piece needed to be considered and carefully crafted, a goal that I still work hard on achieving, and, too often, fail at. Robin was the one who taught me how to fire a kiln, both the gas kiln and the wood and salt kilns at the ACC studio. This is now one of my favorite aspects of working in clay. Robin also became a mentor to me, encouraging me to always strive to make my work better. I remember asking her to "say something nice" about a piece I had just completed. She had some nice things to say, but also managed to give me several ways to improve my work, despite my request not to. She could be a tough instructor, but that was what made her such a good teacher.
I am so grateful to have had the opportunity to have had Robin as a friend, mentor and coworker and she will be sorely missed. Someone reminded me though, that every piece of artwork I make will have a little bit of Robin in it because of all the things she taught me. I would not be the artist I am today had I never met her and I am honored to be able to carry on her legacy. I have had students who once took a class from her call me Robin on accident. I can't think of a better complement.
Rest in Peace, Robin, and know that we will love you and feel your influence for years to come.
For my readers who knew Robin, I would love it if you could share some of your memories of Robin in the comments section of the blog or on Facebook.