The mystics will tell you that it was written in the stars. Born under a fire sign. Born in the year of the fire goat. The week I was born, the number one song on the US charts was “Light My Fire” by The Doors. True story. As you can see, there’s a pattern here…
The gist of this story is about an inquisitive mind, a passionate nature and an endless fascination with the transformative power of fire. Maintaining a holy respect for it, and at the same time striving to find the balance between creation and destruction. Restless hands. A need to give shape to ideas conjured by a restless mind.
I was born and raised in South Africa. I have lived in North Vancouver, Canada since 1997. I graduated with degrees in Political Science and Journalism, and worked in the film industry both in South Africa and Canada for almost two decades.
Involved with different art forms since childhood, I started working with clay as a teenager, training under a number of potters both in South Africa and in Vancouver, Canada.
I teach ceramics to adults and children at various locations in Vancouver, BC.
“By its very nature, clay demands the most intimate of relationships with the elements. Harnessing earth, wind fire and water in order to give vent and shape to ideas, thoughts and feelings.
Both Raku- and smoke firing ceramics are acts of submission to the universe. If you do it long enough, you get an idea of the things that could happen, but there is never complete control over the what, where, when and how. That, I suspect, is the root of the addiction.
There are always flaws and imperfections, but then, that is what gives the dynamic surface of these pieces their unique character. They serve as small reminders of the sometimes brutal process that bring ideas to life.
Not every result is breathtaking. It is a crap shoot at best. Then again, there are the days when everything works to plan, and the gratitude from pushing yourself through the heat, smoke and soot gives you an indescribable high…. There is nowhere else I would rather be.”