Time on my hands – Covid 19 part 3

From Monday 26th April, the studio will be open to visitors again but only by appointment to begin with. I would like to take it slowly after a year of so little face to face interaction, can’t take too much excitement all at once. Please do contact me beforehand if you’d like to visit. A…

3 months of lockdown on Skye

3 months of lockdown and I feel that my creativity has been lying fallow for most of that time. Despite the release from commitments and deadlines, my initial hopes of a period of fertile playing in the studio gathered dust.

Lockdown life on the Isle of Skye

Lockdown life on the Isle of Skye, doesn’t seem very different from life as normal.  At least not in the daily routines and pace of life. Meeting people for a blether doesn’t happen often in the best of times, we’re at the top of a steep road and gossip doesn’t flow uphill! The Postie still…

2018 – a year of milestones

Looking back over 2018 I realise that it has been a year of milestones in my pottery path.   Where my work is concerned I have spent many years in the mind set of ‘maybe one day’ – trying to protect myself against disappointment I suppose. It is ingrained in my psyche. For a few…

From the Isle of Skye to Venice

From one watery world to another, thanks to an obsession with clay. I am not long home from visiting Venice for the second time in my life. The first was 30 years ago with a friend from art school. I never forgot the experience. Silent waterways, Piazza San Marco flooded and empty, a gondolier singing…

Shiny new kiln

18 years ago I returned to potting, and myself and my non-potting partner built a raku kiln from an old oil drum. I thought it would do whilst I worked out what I wanted to make and how I wanted to fire. Castro kiln has finally been retired and put out to graze, there he…

Pots and Noise

I don’t like music in the workshop, I prefer silence. Music manipulates my mood too much, interfering with the process of making. If the job in hand is tedious or repetitive I have BBC radio 4 playing, but over the course of a day the constant replay of news is depressing so I like to…

Mashiko part 3, actually buying pots

Pot number 1, a small tenmoku dish from Hamada Museum, for my good friend who drove me to Aberdeen airport at 5am to catch my flight to London to connect with the Narita flight. No photo of this. Pot number 2, a white glazed vase. Half way down the high street at 3pm and despairing…

From Cumbria to Japan

In May 2013 we fired the anagama at Higham Hall for the last time. During the less stressful of those long and eventful 60 hours we joked about having to go to Japan instead of doing our autumn firing. As the hours passed and we faced a firing which wouldn’t go above 1000 on the…