Lino and Clay

And so a year on from first being introduced to the process of lino printing (when I was also rediscovering ceramics) I’m now in the thick of combining the two: linocutting & clay. And I’m hooked. There’s no stopping me…… The finish is so neat &  and fresh. Because it’s used with clay, differences in pressure means that each piece is slightly different, giving it that quirky handmade finish.

My next blog will give more details as to how the process works. Anyone who fancies a go, come along to my next workshop in Resort Studios, Margate.



Unruly or agreeable glazes? First impressions.

Every glaze is a law unto itself. The finished effect depends massively on so many variable factors ………the top temperature, the speed at which it reaches that temperature and the time it remains at that temperature, the actual type of kiln that it’s fired in, ….. (bored yet?)…….the positioning of the piece in the kiln, the thickness of the glaze, the type of clay..blah, blah… and more blah (obviously therefore not a predictable outcome – all part of the “fun”). So when you get a new glaze it’s all a big mystery as to how it will actually turn out in the end. It could be a delightful surprise, or a ‘misery inducing’ surprise.

After a day of slowly cooking my pots in my wee kiln with my new glazes and a whole night of cooling down (aided by the unseasonal breezy weather that we’ve been experiencing!)… the kiln was ready to be opened.

With butterflies in my tummy, a clenched jaw and an image in my head of burnt and blistered pots (not an impossibility) I slowly and carefully opened the lid of the kiln.

Two words can sum up my emotions…. relief and delight.  Let me know what you think!


102_2 077_2 Romantic Marble Blue   052_2   082_2  






Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance

whiting - for the Clock Tower
whiting – for the Clock Tower


Finished. My paint/lino-print combo hoarding board. One of dozens done by the local community of Herne Bay, Kent, which will be used to decorate the hoarding which is surrounding the Herne Bay Clock-Tower whilst it undergoes some much deserved t.l.c.  My work is meant to depict a shoal of whiting, one of the many local fish (hope all fishermen out there won’t be utterly appalled by my interpretation of a Whiting!).


“Will you walk a little faster?” said a whiting to a snail,

“There’s a porpoise close behind us, and he’s treading on my tail.
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle – will you come and join the dance?
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?

Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?

An excerpt from “The Mock Turtle’s Song“, by Lewis Carroll

whiting - for the Clock Tower
whiting – for the Clock Tower

children’s workshops – or a giant mess of clay and kids…. time will tell.

children's workshops - or a giant mess of clay and kids.... time will tell.

…. I was busy all day yesterday handbuilding pots (like a 7 year old) in preparation for my summer workshops for kids. Slightly nervous as to how it’s going to go, slightly excited as if it’s a success it means more workshops for the future and more pennies for the 5p jar. I’m collecting towards a flashy new wheel. Need a pretty big jar for that!

Globe-trotting print….

Thanks to a lovely sale on Etsy one of my zebra prints has crossed the equator and has taken up residence in South Africa!

I am now basking in my international fame!!

Nice to think one of my Zebras is in it’s homeland. Although I have to confess I am slightly envious of its new location.


A morning gallery sitting…

CLICK HERE TO SEE ARTWORK PREVIEW AT EXHIBITIONBeach Creative - green I spent the morning “Gallery sitting” at Beach Creative, Herne Bay. Alas no massive sales on my watch. But it was rather a pleasant time spent in the calm of the gallery, surrounded by tranquil green-inspired works, watching the world go by (..IN the glorious SUNSHINE). You may have gathered that I experienced slight Vitamin D envy towards the end of my stint.