In 1913 artisans at Panama Pottery brewed clay in a massive subterranean vat, nurtured their creations with time worn hands, and fired their work in kilns the size of a modern day studio apartment.
When you cross the threshold today, it’s as if you stepped foot into the industrial revolution. It’s as if the sweep of time passed around this place but never through it. The rusted clank of gears, belts and drives that once produced cuspidors and pickling crocks by the thousands now churns out a steady flow of contemporary clay creations — using the very same tools.