Sometimes you only know what you’re doing when you look back and see what it is you have done, always making small changes desperate see that I had some kind of effect upon things. So becoming an artist now with hindsight is a natural path. You can identify the effect you have had both on a daily basis, by counting the number of bowls completed but also the secondary wave of stories that come back to me as the maker. How my commentary challenged others to move forward with their love. How the beauty of found objects is rediscovered the world cracked open like a fresh egg.
Wade with me through the yolk of life.