A Little Farewell to Earthenware: Closing One Chapter, Opening Another

There’s a strange kind of magic in the studio this week — the quiet, gentle kind that sits in the corners and whispers, “Something is changing.”

If you’ve been with me for a while, you’ll know that earthenware has been my companion from the very beginning. It’s the clay I learned on, the clay I made my first wobbly bowls with, the clay that taught me patience, humility, and how to laugh when something collapses for absolutely no reason at all.

And honestly… it blows my mind that it’s been a whole year since I decided to open my little hobby up to the world. One year since I bought my very first wheel, plonked it in the corner of the studio, and said, “How hard can it be.”

Turns out… very. Very hard. Comically hard. The kind of hard where the clay flies off, your arms ache, and you question every life choice that led you to this moment.

But somehow, between the wobbly bowls, the questionable mugs, and the fifty‑seven attempts at centring, something clicked.

Earthenware started me. It grounded me. It taught me patience, resilience, and that sometimes the clay wins — and that’s okay. It also taught me that no matter how many YouTube videos you watch, nothing prepares you for the moment your pot collapses dramatically for absolutely no reason at all.

But it’s been a year of learning, laughing, sweeping the floor like it’s a personality trait, and slowly finding my voice as a maker. And now… it feels like the right moment to close this chapter and step into the next one.

What’s Left on the Shelves

There are only a handful of earthenware pieces left now — garlic dishes, spoon rests, a few bowls, and some of my favourite little experiments that somehow turned out beautifully despite my chaos.

Once they’re gone, that’s it. I won’t be remaking them in earthenware again.

Some shapes might return in stoneware, but they’ll look and feel different — new glazes, new textures, new personality.

If you’ve ever wanted a piece from my early days, this is the moment.

Bud Vase Trio

Why the Change

Stoneware gives me more freedom. More strength. More glaze possibilities. More room to grow as a maker.

Earthenware has been a wonderful teacher, but stoneware feels like the clay I can build a future with — the clay that lets me create pieces that last a lifetime.

And honestly? I’m ready for the challenge. I’m ready for the mess. I’m ready for the next chapter.

A Little Thank You

If you’ve bought a piece from me, commented on a post, watched a story, or even just quietly lurked in the background — thank you.

You’ve helped me grow from a tiny, nervous maker into someone who feels brave enough to take this next step.

I can’t wait to show you what’s coming. The glazes. The shapes. The experiments. The disasters. The triumphs. All of it.

But for now… This week belongs to earthenware. To the clay that started everything. To the pieces that taught me who I am as a maker.

If you’d like to take one home, you can find the last of them here

visit shop

Once they’re gone, they’re gone.

Until Next Time

I’ll be sharing the behind‑the‑scenes of this transition over the next few weeks — the shelves, the prototypes, the last firings, and the first stoneware tests.

Thank you for being here. Thank you for cheering me on. Thank you for loving handmade things.

Here’s to the end of one chapter… and the beginning of another.