Preview Gallery August 2014


Adrian King’s pots

Adrian continues to improve in leaps and bounds. His talent, intelligence, and hard work are moving him towards new levels of excellence, as you can see in his lovely pots. Thanks Adrian!

“There’s been a buzz of excitement flowing through the workshop during the past few months. New glazes, new faces, and improvements to the big kiln have brought a great energy. This energy has been directed towards making some beautiful pots for this milestone kiln opening. The pots of the 90th firing evoke a new sense of understanding and knowledge learned.

I took new steps with my pots, applying more ornamented slip decorations, creating patterns that compliment the forms. Using familiar techniques and new ones alike, I’ve made some of my best pots yet. Enjoy.”


Jon Pratt’s pots

It’s a pleasure to have Jon in the studio. Although he’s still young, he began working at a downtown Tacoma, WA, pottery studio several years ago and has taken extensive classes in ceramics at Stadium High, so he already has some impressive skills to match his keen focus. His youthful enthusiasm and sweet disposition are a delight to be around. He writes,

“Arriving at Mark Hewitt Pottery from Washington State two months ago, straight out of High School, has been an exciting adventure and the opportunity of a lifetime. There are so many things to learn while working at the pottery both during and after work. I look forward to working with Mark over the next few years and seeing what great things unfold.””

PREVIEW – Firing 90, August 2014

Soon after I arrived in North Carolina, thirty years ago, I bought a small, perfectly-shaped covered jar, with tiny strap handles on its shoulders and a flat little lid with an ovoid knob. It was a fine example of Carolina mid-century folk pottery – simple, straightforward, classic. But it had a laughable lilac glaze, which, though crazed and pinholed, didn’t seem serious enough for the somber palette I inherited from Cardew and Leach, my teachers in England. It tempted me, haunting my dreams in the ensuing decades, but a couple of years ago it was smashed to pieces when a huge white oak fell on our house after a hurricane. I’ve been looking for color ever since.

Some of the pots in this firing, my 90th, are glazed in colors very different from those I normally use, and some are glazed in my normal palette. I like them all, they make me smile.

Please come and take a look.