You know how sometimes you don’t necessarily remember the detail of a place, just the feeling, the shape, the light..? That’s what I hope to capture in the pottery – this plate is of Toward, a bay near us. I doubt that anyone local would actually recognise it, but it resembles the way it makes me feel – held by the hills that swoop round and the water as the tides change. I love the light there, even as dusk approaches, the light lingers.

Where is your special place? We can capture it in clay for you..

What do you see?

My concentration face and the wrong pair of glasses.

My daughter’s (rejected) school hoodie.

My rings which I never remove for fear of losing them somewhere.

A sketch in the background for a new commission.

Useful tools – a mini grater for cutting angled edges, a wooden spoon for securing joins, a kidney for smoothing and a sponge for smoothing too.

And me, not using any of them, just my hands, as usual..