My Story
My name is Kristina, I create handmade pottery out of my home studio in the woods of New Hampshire. I discovered my passion for pottery in college, where I graduated with a BFA in Ceramics.
Arts and crafts played a significant role in shaping my childhood. My earliest memory with clay goes back to 6th grade art class, I made a heart shaped jewelry box that I still have today. It was always the assignments with an art component that captured my attention and sparked my joy.
Creating became my sanctuary, a safe space where I felt truly seen and had the freedom to authentically express myself. Throughout my high school and college years, I pursued a variety of art and business classes. Fueled by my passion for creativity and my desire to forge my own path, my dream of owning my own business began to take shape.
During my senior year of college,
I met my husband Chris and we have been inseparable ever since. He is my best friend and biggest supporter. He always encourages me to step outside of my comfort zone and continuously seek self improvement.
Together we continue to navigate the ups and downs of this life journey; learning, growing and strengthening our relationship everyday. We added to our family in 2012, our very loved and spoiled rabbit named Finley.
In December 2018, driven by a desire for a new adventure, we moved from Washington to the east coast. We found our new home nestled in the woods of New Hampshire and started this new chapter of our lives.
Eager to pursue my passion for pottery, we began renovations on the space above the garage transforming it into a place where my creativity could flourish.
In 2021, DeFazio Pottery was started.
In 2022, we were blessed with the greatest gift and confronted with the deepest pain imaginable. Our precious son, Caden, entered the world without a heartbeat and I learned what true grief was.
Grief and loss are inherent aspects of the human experience. They remind us of the depth and range of emotions we all feel. Society too often wants to rush us through this natural process which only leads to unhealthy habits of masking emotions and burying pain. By acknowledging and honoring our grief, we give ourselves permission to feel our pain and create space for healing, growth, and transformation.
This pain I feel is my love for Caden, and I will carry it until I meet him again. He will forever remain my greatest gift, a guiding light that inspires me to live with purpose and cherish every moment.