For the past few weeks, I have been wrestling with writing a poem. It is one of the longest so far. Perhaps next week it will finally be ready to share.

I recently came across these pictures of a young me, mid ‘80s at night school in Birmingham. I was fortunate to be able to go back to study with the person who inspired me to pot at secondary school, Lyn Chatwin.

Part of the base blew off in the biscuit firing of this Medusa inspired coiled creation. I did not risk a second glaze firing, opting to spray paint it instead.