Wild Clay Process
I make my work using wild clay which I dig near my home in Sussex, in the woods. The clay here is Weald Clay, an iron rich earthenware. This area was known for its medieval potteries and also brick and tile making (still taking place in some areas today).
I dig small amounts of the woodland clay at a time, with minimal impact on the land. I always make an offering before digging: a gesture of reciprocity.
I use 100% wild clay (no commercial clay added) to honour the importance of connecting to place. And because of the rich texture wild clay has when fired. It gives a natural vibrancy, and I leave some surface marks from the making process, traces of the maker’s hands.
Pots are fired in the same woods in temporary kiln structures, leaving no trace. Each piece unique, each connected directly to the land. Echoes of ancient processes.
What does it mean to have an intimate connection to the plants, seasons and land where we find ourselves? There is an embodied process in harvesting and using foraged materials. A rhythm and relationship inherent in the act of making. It’s a counterpoint to the pull of our increasingly digitalised and disconnected lifestyles.
Know the ways of the ones who take care of you. Introduce yourself. Be accountable as the one who comes asking for life. Ask permission before taking. Abide by the answer. Give thanks for what you have been given. Give a gift, in reciprocity, for what you have taken.
Clay dug from the Sussex woods.
Firings are all done out in the woods. Lighting the fire using ancient techniques of flint and steel: the small spark caught on wild clematis bark. Fragile ember coaxed into a larger blaze, fed with local oak wood.
Clamp kiln firing: earth is piled on top of the fire to insulate the firing; watching over it as it burns for a day and a night.
Bone & wood tools. Pieces all hand-built in the studio (no potters wheel), evidence of the hand-building process left visible on the surface of each piece.
Open firing: a short, fast firing: the original, ancient way. Alchemy visible as the clay, red hot, transmutes into ceramic.
Textures of wild clay, bonfire-fired, clamp kiln-fired. Smoke clouds imprinted on the pot surface from the fire; every pot is unpredictable, every firing a leap of faith.