I’m all about the deliberate, the meaningful, the fulfilling and the connected
in my pottery, in my mentorship, and in my life outside of work too.
It’s why, in a fast-moving world, I still relish making with clay. It brings comfort to my often busy mind. My hands press and shape each pot, and your hands then hold and hug it again, and again, and again.
It’s also why I adore supporting fellow tender-hearted artists and makers in sharing their craft and creating the gatherings they want to see in the world, so they can pass on the joy and solace that making something with your hands can bring.
And it’s why I’ve created a life with my partner, young kiddo and animals, both fluffy and feathered (the animals, not the humans) on the little homestead that we built beside the sea, pottering in the garden, foraging and cooking, or submersing my body in water. It can be a bathtub, ocean, or lake; I’m not fussy.
Where shall we go next?