I’m a dabbler.
I bake pastries and I ferment vegetables. I love getting my hands dirty in the garden (and in a past life when I worked on a farm) and I love playing with clay. Living abroad makes me want to travel more, but I also want to nest in my cosy flat. In short, I love trying new things.
Making ceramics is not a quick process, and each time I work on a piece, I enjoy adjusting away from the fast pace of urban living – getting lost in the work of my hands. Feeling my way. Failure has always been incredibly difficult for me, but it’s an inherent part of firing something to over 1200 °C. Sometimes things don’t turn out. But then again, sometimes they do.
That idea of getting lost – I think that’s something that drives much of the work I do. But it’s not getting lost in a mindless way. Quite the opposite. Certainly I’ve noticed how learning about plants as I’ve grown fond of foraging makes more aware of my surroundings. The way I scan, even when just on a walk to work – I’m noticing the plants that have always been there, but are much more present to me.
I hope to bring that sense of presence to whatever task is at hand.
I hope you find as much joy using my work, as I did making it.