I still remember that I was just a beginner of ceramics when I first saw Lutz Konecke in Prof. Ralf Butz’s glaze class. Giving me his German-style meticulous class notes, Lutz said, “Don’t worry. There must be miracles in ceramics.” At the beginning of the New Year, he said in his e-mail that he would return to his hometown at the end of the year and put an end to his work. His big family would come to life with the coming festival. On their farm lived his parents, aunt, elder sister and younger brother and their families, two horses, a shepherd dog and a few motley cats. Ceramics was never a boring topic for the family of Bauhaus’ Descendants.