Landscape Painter, Life Writer, occasional Nomad in perpetual pursuit of a dream
A ‘memory’ popped up on my Facebook page last month. It was, apparently, six years to the day that two of the first pots I decorated emerged from the kiln. I had been, quite rightly, excited. One was a painstaking rendition of harebells in various shades of blue, which would have been chosen with more …
‘What did you do on Christmas Day?’ they might ask. ‘I sat and wrote about it!’ Sad? Not really. Well, perhaps, if that’s your standpoint. Another deep, dark December has nearly passed and here I am, several days after the solstice, at home in Lochinver (not necessarily by choice, but not too unhappy about it) …
This month my head is filled with words…but not the ones I’m going to share with you here.As the evenings begin to draw in and autumn is well and truly upon us there is a distinct ‘back to school’ feeling in the air, and I have gone back to university. Three weeks ago I began …
The heralding of spring, some feel, is brought by snowdrops. Highland Stoneware has put them on a mug. No matter how pretty and hopeful they are undoubtedly are, however, snowdrops mean snow and, to my mind at least, ‘spring’ and ‘snow’ do not equate. With the exception, of course, of the yearly ‘lambing snows’, which …
Despite the somewhat incredible fact that I’ve now been working at Highland Stoneware for around 7 years (albeit on a self-employed basis), I’m still a relative newcomer. Many of the extremely talented staff have been involved for decades and I feel very privileged as well as grateful to be a part of this successful enterprise, …