"As we entered Trinidad, we stopped at the shop of a well known local potter. He had the entire operation; making clay, spinning pots, painting and firing. We watched him spin some pieces. He had electric old appliance motors hooked up to spin the wheels with a simple foot controlled throttle and clutch.
"Near the kiln there was a pile of local clay-rich dirt that had been dumped by a truck. Obviously freshly dug, it was full of vegetation, sticks, stones and cigarette butts. A young man took a wheel barrow of the raw clay to a shed with two shaded 5 x 8 foot concrete water troughs and two 8 x 8 rubberized canvas squares, probably part of an old conveyor belt, on the flat ground in the sun. The. squares had corners folded up within a wood frame so they would hold water about a foot deep.
"Four wheel barrows of raw clay were shoveled into a trough with water about 18” deep. The wet raw clay was mixed with a stick and shovel. Debris was picked out into a box suspended over the trough.
"The mud was mixed and cleaned until it was a smooth mud of uniform consistency. When mud was evaporated enough to transfer with a shovel, it was moved into the canvas tray and smoothed to a thickness of about 4 inches. It was again covered with water four to six inches deep and left to settle. When the water had properly evaporated, after approximately four days, the mud was cut into roughly 18 inch squares, like cutting a pan of brownies. When the squares could be lifted, they were formed into round loaves, weighting about fifteen kilos; and transferred to a canvas in the shade where they were kept moist.
"When the potter was finished with one of his wheels, the young man cleaned the wheel, wetted it and mounted a loaf of clay on the wheel for the potter to spin. Pots were spun off the top of the loaf until all the clay was used. Remnants of clay and imperfect pots were thrown on the pile of raw clay." - Bob Totten