Crater Rim Ceramics

I first began pottery 20 years ago at a community based course while living in Christchurch. I had always wanted to get my hands into clay and once I tried it, I knew it was something I would always do. I set myself up with a wheel and a small kiln and played and experimented for several years.

In 1990 we moved to the Old School House in Teddington and clay took a back seat to renovating our 1870's home and raising 6 children. Sometimes my hands would not touch clay for months or even a year, but I always knew I would come back to it.

In 2002, our eldest daughter Sarah, who was profoundly disabled, died when she was 8. I knew then that I had to do something for myself to renew my spirit and it is with clay I feel the most who I am. Although our youngest children, triplet girls, were only 6 months old, I knew this was what I wanted to do and needed to find a way to make it happen. I simplified my daily routines, organised my time and moved Martin's gear out of the garage. Martin, my fabulous husband turned the garage into a working pottery studio for me and I haven't looked back since.