Oh how time flies!
On the 4th of february 2015 I threw my very first pot! Signing up for a pottery course was a spontaneous decision, born from the need to do something grounding, to work with my hands, after graduating for my BA in Fine Art the year before. It could have just as easily have been any other course, though throwing pots did sound like fun.
It was fun. And it was hard. And I was an annoying student, only 22, fresh from art school and wanting to figure it out on my own. The first picture is honestly a picture of my very first pots, all of which I still own, somewhere deep down in a seconds box.
After a deep dive in my whatsapp media I found pottery pictures of those first years where I was doing a weekly course, throwing every wednesday evening. When it was unimaginable to me that this would be my job ten years later. The pictures go all the way up to my first pot on my very own wheel in my very own studio back in 2017.
I’m still in that same studio space, although it looks very different nowadays. That little Shimpo wheel has been such a trooper, never complaining and I must have thrown hundreds (thousands!) of pots on it. Today there are four brand new wheels ready for the next step on my pottery path.
The world of ceramics is huge and I don’t think one human lifetime is enough to explore it all. I certainly have a lot more I want to learn and I can always count on clay for some playtime and to keep me grounded. I’m also so happy I can share the knowdge I’ve built up these past ten years with others when they join me in the studio for a workshop or course 🖤
Or simply when someone enjoys their morning coffee from a cup made by my hands 🖤🖤
