The studio was named after my grandfather Clay Owen Johnson. He was the kindest man and the most caring person in my world thus far. Unfortunately he passed away a year before the studio started but I would like to think that he can see the happiness it brings me and the community of Anchorage. He came here on a shipping freighter from Detroit in 1941 with his parents and younger sister. Back then there were no roads from Homer to Anchorage which is where the ship docked. My great grandma cursed for the only time in her life when she experienced her first earth quake in Homer the first month they stayed and believe me cursing for a her was big deal, it was a big deal for any woman the 40's.