I walk with dogs, I swim in the sea and rivers, and I have loved working with clay since I found it red and sticky in a stream edge as a child. My ceramics explore this world of my experience.
I make forms from soft clay, encourage the shapes to shift as they begin to dry, and then finish the surfaces with layers of liquid clay slips. Fired high in a kiln to the permanence of stone, these pots sometimes carry the flash of gold of sun on the sea, or the glimpse of light on a fish back. Sometimes they are simply the shape and surface of the stone itself.
The scale of my work ranges from tiny pieces that fit in the palm of the hand, to coil and slab built forms up to a metre high.
I’ve been fascinated by ceramics for a lifetime: there is simply no end to it.