Gallery | Ceramics

Apart from mud-pies and sandcastles, the first time I worked with clay I was only nine. I took an after-school pottery class and immersed myself in the infinite possibilities clay provided. I had not yet begun to self censor or overthink and I simply played and followed the clay. Initially I focused on making dolls. Clay people with stories and lives and their own world of burdens, obiligations and responsibilities. I still have these people in my mother's house. I still tell their stories.

Later, when I was older, I deepened my relationship with ceramics. Handbuilding, throwing, mould-making, glaze technology, surface treatment, kilns and firing - I learned it all. In 1993 I was yearning to create and I devoured the ceramics certificates at Hornsby TAFE. It took ten years to scratch the surface of clay - the processes, the chemistry and the fire. Ceramics is an endless medium to explore.

In the making, my hands lead the way. I enter the flow state and my brain is at rest. The added joy of daily use and working with clay grounds me like no other practice. I am at peace.

My latest work uses local materials and wild clay. Read more > here