Pottery Tales

falling for porcelain

i have always been captivated by the world of art, finding solace and inspiration in its many forms. however, one art form has recently found a special place in my heart, is porcelain.

there is just something about porcelain and how it moves through different forms, preserving its divine and ethereal essence. i’m simply fascinated by how this form of clay, so fragile, could possess such a profound sense of elegance. working with porcelain feels like working with velvet. its texture is so smooth and pristine and it’s been a delight learning and playing around with bringing ideas to life through porcelain.

i started off my pottery journey, working with stoneware and overtime i felt drawn to porcelain but was too scared to try. i believed it to be the type of clay only advanced potters would dar to work with, but every time i saw a porcelain piece, it would call out to me. and so the other day, i gave into it, and bought my first bag of porcelain from my local clay store.

i have to say that it is not the easiest type of clay to work with (i’ve only ever worked with stoneware), and that’s because it is quite fragile and dries fairly quickly. i’ve made mistakes along the way, expecting it to bend and breathe in the way stoneware does, but through working with this fragility, i better understand the allure and the perception of this exquisite form of craftsmanship. it takes patience, and requires a different form of movements from your hands, and in the end, it’s well worth it. i find that because it dries quickly, it also reduces the wait time with stitching different elements of a piece together, so that isn’t always a disadvantage.

the movement of porcelain often feels to me like a graceful dance of delicate flowers. in each form, it is so visually pleasing to look at, and i am obsessed with capturing every frame and every stage of its dance, and journey along the way.

in these photos, these pieces were in a bone-dry state (they look bisque-fired, don’t they?) waiting to be bisque-fired, and i can’t wait to share with you all what the final pieces looks like (and hopefully they survive the kiln, ahh!).

in the meantime, thank you so much for being here, and for reading through this post and my random musings about my pottery journey, it means the world to me. xx

stay true,

onivie


Priscilla Ikhena