In 1819 Percy Bysshe Shelley wrote, “the mist of familiarity obscures from us the wonder of our being.”
Is the role of the artist to commit themselves to peering through the mist and to re-present the familiar in a way that rekindles wonder?
hands, clay and nature
In 1819 Percy Bysshe Shelley wrote, “the mist of familiarity obscures from us the wonder of our being.”
Is the role of the artist to commit themselves to peering through the mist and to re-present the familiar in a way that rekindles wonder?

What aesthetic would emerge if I were to fully embrace the need for environmental and ethical sustainability in my work?

What if? I suppose I’m happiest when I’m trying something new. It’s one of the reasons I choose hand-building over

Over the last year a new way of making has emerged that has transformed my work and is now bearing fruit. I’ve just written about it for the about page of the website, but for those of you who follow my blog posts I thought I would share it on here….
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Mist. Slowly Rising From The Ground……