Collection: Georgie's Art on Clay

Where it all began

London April 1978

In the small town of Harrow in England I was meant to go canoeing but I had to have my appendix out instead. To make up for me not going and to cheer me up my mum bought me a pack of clay one puts in the oven to dry, a set of tools and a rolling pin. Hence my journey as a hand building potter begun and it’s never really stopped, otherwise I may have been a world-renowned canoeist instead. My love of symmetrical lines both in the hand building of my pieces and the designs I paint on a lot of them comes from my favourite subject at school being technical drawing and my dad being a builder/carpenter who used to bring home plans I used to copy in exceptionally fine detail for the child I was. My joy in the bright glazes I use comes from the brightness I see in life, the beautiful sunsets and blue/turquoise oceans I saw in Samoa when I lived there for two years.

Melbourne 2022

Pottery has given me so much, including many friends and it is something that provides me so much peace and happiness in my life. I have picked up many tools for life because of it and along with them I also still have and use the tools that my mum gave me all those years ago.

So, if you see one of my pieces of pottery, I hope you do not only see the piece, as if you look closely, you will also see some of my journey.

-Georgie