(Photo from the day that Fran brought in crostata all the way from her mum’s kitchen in Italy!)
Every now and then, I stop, look around the studio and take in all that surrounds me. I see shelves laden with all the work of my students, the kiln (a champion workhorse!), the pottery wheels, the tools, the clay bins, the plaster batts, my beloved mop (ha!)… and I feel so happy. Running a pottery studio is hard work. So many of the jobs are heavy and physical, labour intensive, repetitive and technically challenging, but I find joy in manual work and in ticking items off my to-do list. I look forward to my workshops and tuition sessions and I feel so fortunate to be a part of such a wonderful community of makers. Really, this post is a thank you to them. For pushing me to become more organised and efficient, for coming to the studio week on week with smiles, enthusiasm, ideas, inspiration, technical conundrums and biscuits. And a thank you to the wonderful crew who help keep the clay wheels turning, my Dad (general shelf-putter-upper, wheel-servicer and moral guide), my partner, Ross, for listening, my co-teacher, Fran, my assistants, Adi and Matt, Alan the studio angel (without whom there wouldn’t be any working electrical devices!) and Dodie, who offers great advice and support daily. What a brilliant pottery family.