pottery that hugs back.
handmade ceramics by one artist in oakland. ruffled vases, jars with cherries on the lid, candlesticks that look like they grew there. made to order for you, or made once and gone.
tell me what you want to hold.
- matching sets: mugs, bowls, plates, a whole table that goes together.
- tea sets piped and glazed in your colors.
- lidded jars with whatever belongs on the lid.
- lighting: lamps, shades, and ceramic chain.
- something weirder? those are the favorites.
send a shape, a color, a photo of a mug you love, or just a feeling, and we will figure it out from there. one piece or a full set.
start a commissionhimudhug@gmail.com
the latest, as it happens.
new pieces, works in progress, and whatever came off the wheel this week. posted here first, then to the feed.
want to keep up with the latest drops?
a short email when something comes out of the kiln or a market is coming up. no schedule, no noise.
made slow. glazed weird. loved hard.
small batches off one wheel. most pieces are one of one, because i love experimenting and the clay moves me where the wind takes it. when you want a matching set, don't worry. i also do those.
most of what you see here existed once. if you want something like it, or a set of it, that is what commissions are for.
the clay moves me, and i move it back.
there is something about working with clay that keeps pulling me in. it asks me to slow down, pay attention, get curious, and let go of the idea that i can completely control what happens. i shape it, push it, stretch it, cut it, and sometimes completely mess it up. it responds. i respond back. somewhere in that exchange, something starts to take shape.
and for me, it has never really been just about the pot.
clay has brought me community, creativity, curiosity, frustration, joy, and a seemingly endless number of things to learn. i love that i can spend years working with the same material and still find something i've never tried before. there is always another technique to explore, another way to push a form, another problem to solve, another weird little idea i want to see if i can make work.
i think that's why i've stuck around this long. honestly, i just really like working with clay.
but i also love what happens around it: the people who gather around a table, the conversations that happen while our hands are covered in mud, the moment something finally clicks for a student, the work that gets passed around and admired, and the communities that grow from simply making things together.
my first piece was a pinch pot. i glazed it, i fired it, and i have no idea where it is now.
that feels right.