The title was borrowed from a book about ceramic technology sitting next to me on the shelf, which took me back to a seemingly distant life not many people know about. It lasted seventeen years, and came to an end when I moved to Cornwall. My early artistic roots rarely come up in conversations. I was 15 years of age when I started my apprenticeship as a ceramicist. Without
Surfacing Realities
Welcome to my new blog about my work, in which I want to share with you the experiences and findings that keep the work in a constant state of flux. Let me begin with three equally important strands of thought that weave through my work and bind the various type of media I use together into a coherent area of investigation. The Other, Animism and The Surfacing Reality. For some time I