our story so far
Seatree is an on-going experiment into living creatively. We make things from clay; pots, pictures, sculptures. Most of our work uses original poetry. Michaela does most of the pottery and Chris writes the poetry, loves glazing and also frames the finished pieces.
In 2016 we decided to try to live a different kind of life; simpler, more sustainable and more creative. We both worked in stressful jobs (Chris as social worker/manager of mental health services, Michaela as a community worker) and we had the usual financial pressures, but a window of opportunity opened up and it felt like now or never. That was the beginning of seatree.
‘for a while, the room will become the universe and it will be possible to believe in starlight.’
things we love
Michaela: My family. Life in Scotland and the ever-changing colours. Clay. Birdsong. Films that move me. Kindness. Music, especially live. The wind in my hair.
Chris: Spring. Michaela. Music that makes me cry. Oak trees. Small islands. Big mountains. Carved wood. Sitting around a fire with friends, dreaming of better things. Kindness.
who we are
what we’ve done
why seatree?
By the way, the name seatree comes from a poem that Chris wrote a few years ago. Here it is;
High on the shore line
Above the storm berm
The winter sea gave out a pilgrim trunk
It was thrown up the beach
Like you or I might flick a pebble
The corpse of the old tree
Has been gnarled and shaped
By encounters with deep reefs
Where it rolled and shoaled with the fish
And bore the barnacles and wracks
Of the deep blue sea
Now it lies here
Like bone of leviathan
It has taken on the colours of the deep-
Sea green
Shadow black
Red like the eye of a shark
Grey like the dripping tail of a whale
All faded a little by the blown sand
But jewelled instead by salt crystals
Drawn out in the low sun
Who knows where its roots are
Or what of its seed
Still remains
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