The pothy

You’re wondering what a pothy is I suppose. Well it’s not quite a pottery and not quite a bothy. Thanks to cousin Murdo for the name. So, what once was the scullery has now become the Pothy. With the arrival of the new wheel from Bath Potters’ Supplies I have set about emptying the room of all that was in it. I’m now waiting for the garden shed to implode under the weight of its additional contents. I was left with this…

oldroom1  oldroom2

Which after a great deal of scrubbing, wall and floor painting now looks like this…

newroom4

It’s small, but it should be fine for getting on with. I’m sharing the space with the boiler – so it’s nice and warm (maybe too warm when I get a kiln) the washing machine, and the fridge/freezer. I just need to fix some ware shelves to the back wall and I’ll be able to get going.

So now starts the steep learning curve. I enjoy the methodical nature of throwing but I’ve not had real experience of making repeat ware. I want to create things that people will want to use and keep. I know I’ll appreciate the rhythm of it and the required attention to detail is already in my blood. But as Geoffrey Whiting said ‘the first 30,000 pots are the worst’. I may be some time.

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