Pots

I made this collection in the months after my dad died. I’ve always loved pots because they’re ordinary, domestic objects that have been made by societies around the world for millennia. I also think they have a sympathetic, human quality to them – they have shoulders, tummies and bottoms.

In the process of making the work, the pots often get torn up and become fragmented and abstracted. The new pot-shapes that emerge are some of my favourites.