About Theresa
Making has been part of my life for as long as I can remember. Its generosity and limitless possibilities make clay a natural medium for me. It is instantly rewarding and very quickly satisfied my obsessive need to make.
I grew up on the Great Plains of the American Midwest. For the past 24 years I have lived on the small island of Jersey. The experience of living in two contrasting environments plays an essential part in determining the nature of my work.

I trained as a production potter, the primary focus being speed and accuracy in throwing a large number of pots. I established my own workshop in 1999 and, over the years have produced a varied body of work reflecting history and tradition with function being fundamental.
Early in 2006 I was invited to join the team of potters at Red Star Studios in Kansas City, USA for three months. During this time I was able to move away from simple utility which had previously defined my pottery and begin to explore alternative ways of creating clay vessels.
My work continues to evolve and move in new directions and, at the end of the day, my fascination with the malleability of wet clay in my hands remains as strong today as it was the first time I sat down at a potter’s wheel.
I grew up on the Great Plains of the American Midwest. For the past 24 years I have lived on the small island of Jersey. The experience of living in two contrasting environments plays an essential part in determining the nature of my work.
I trained as a production potter, the primary focus being speed and accuracy in throwing a large number of pots. I established my own workshop in 1999 and, over the years have produced a varied body of work reflecting history and tradition with function being fundamental.
Early in 2006 I was invited to join the team of potters at Red Star Studios in Kansas City, USA for three months. During this time I was able to move away from simple utility which had previously defined my pottery and begin to explore alternative ways of creating clay vessels.
My work continues to evolve and move in new directions and, at the end of the day, my fascination with the malleability of wet clay in my hands remains as strong today as it was the first time I sat down at a potter’s wheel.