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Glazing over – How to glaze a beautiful ceramic handmade trinket bowl

I’ve almost finished glazing the short series of tattoo pots! [Fanfare, please.] It has taken a lot of trial and error, lots of tests and LOTS of patience, but we’re nearly there. I can see the finish line, taste the triumph of completion, lick the face of victory… Umm… Moving on! Just one more firing to go. In the meantime, let me talk you through the glazing process…
You may want to grab the biscuit tin and replenish your cuppa of choice.

Step 1

Sponge off the bisque pot (‘bisque’ is the stage you’re at when the clay has been fired once and turned to ceramic) to get rid of any dust etc., ready to take the dreamy splendour of your glaze.

Step 2

Fill the stamped areas with a coat of chocolate-brown underglaze to highlight the intricacies of the awesome image – a proper beaut of a tattoo design by Kirstie at KTREW Tattoo in Birmingham (

(Do not, I repeat, do NOT lick the chocolate-brown underglaze. It does NOT taste good, and it is NOT good for your innards.)

Step 3

Concede defeat in the fight against the awesome (albeit short-lived) power that is the Great British heatwave and go in search of cool, cool relief. Any breeze will do! It is so hot and humid inside the huts, sitting in the garden is the only option – under a parasol to protect my milky-white skin!

Now, forget to take a photo of the next bit, so decide you can take liberties and squeeze a double instruction in… Then realise you’re waffling and wasting the space that was intended for said instructions! You fool! Now you’ll have to rejig EVERYTHING!

Step 4

Next apply a coat of clear glaze (which currently looks like it’s a very, very pale minty green – oh, the majestic alchemy of ceramic glaze!) to the sun design, just to make it that little bit more gorgeous and shiny.

Once that’s dry, apply three coats of a fabulous glaze from Mayco called ‘Lotus Blossom’ – a pale turquoise-blue with crystal bursts of gold and amber.

INTERLUDE – GIVE YOURSELF A PAT ON THE BACK FOR GETTING THIS FAR! (There’s not much more. Promise… But maybe grab yourself another biscuit to see you through.)

Step 5 (ish)

Caaaaarefully apply two coats of yellow glaze to the raised areas in and around the sun. Yup. It’s tricky, and you may well find your tongue finds its way determinedly out of the corner of your mouth to aid focus. (Proven concentration technique.)

Step 6 (give or take a few)

Wallop a couple of coats of clear glaze on the outside of the pot. This will enhance the beautiful sandy red of the clay (Sanded Etruscan Red from Potclays in Stoke, since you ask!)
(Do NOT put any glaze on the base, or the pot will stick to the kiln shelf and be lost FOREVERRRRRR!)

Finally, sit back and admire your handiwork with a cuppa and another biscuit – you deserve it!

The pots will soon be available to purchase on the KTREW website; follow us on Instagram (@okartsuk and @ktrewtattoo) to stay up to date!

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The Kick Wheel of Dreams

Reader, I married him!

Okay, that’s not true. But only because it’s not currently legal to marry an inanimate object in the UK. Or in any other country, for that matter. But as soon as that changes, I will be putting a (foot) ring on it!

I am, of course (yes, of COURSE!), talking about my new kick wheel. He’s actually a pretty old guy (yup, I’ve decided he is a ‘he’ – mostly because he’s stubborn, takes a while to get going, but does as he’s told in the end) who’s spent the majority of his working life in a secondary school. Sadly, it seems that schools don’t do much pottery any more, so Mr Turny McTurnface (proper name TBC) was about to be unceremoniously evicted. Cue me slipping into my trusty pants-over-tights get-up, and I was ready to swoop in and rescue him, with a bit of help from a few super sidekicks.

So, now that my darling spinny sweetheart is finally with me (in my back garden, until I can make space for him in the house or invest in a shed/studio/giant wooden box in which to home him), let’s take a look at his glorious majesty! (Don’t tell him I’m saying such nice things about him, btw – I don’t want him getting a big head.)

You will note a certain expression on my oddly chipmunk-ish face in the third image – this is the expression of ecstasy laced with the slightly crazed relief of a person who was concerned that the expenditure of energy required to operate a kick wheel would result in certain collapse, swiftly followed by the need for a large injection of cake directly into the face. (Obviously into the face; where else would you inject cake? Let’s not think about that one too deeply…) I’m pleased to assure you that this is not actually my best angle or my most attractive expression. I look MUCH better from a south-easterly position when conveying a sense of ‘I am judging you by your shoes – and your shoes offend me’.

I’ve only thrown one pot on old Kicky McKickerton so far – a lightbulb-shaped number. I wasn’t really planning any specific shape (I just wanted to see if I could throw anything on the lovely oldster!), but it’s got me thinking about future projects. Maybe a lightbulb jar, complete with lid? A lightbulb-shaped tealight holder?

Hmmm… Leave it with me. Or give me your excellent ideas in the comments and I shall STEAL THEM!!! (Hmm. Clearly not destined to be a very good thief… Ah well, back to the drawing board!)

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Eats, shoots and stays in

Hello, dear friends and fellow oddbods (FYI, I shall be calling you my ‘oddbuds’ from now on – hope you don’t mind!). I hope you’ve had a thoroughly OK week.

Times are tough; we’re all isolated – some more than others – and I’m sure a lot of us are feeling bereft of human connection. I’m a massive introvert, but I still can’t cope with long-term solitude; I need to be able to hear real-life humans chittering their way through life around me, or see real-life humans rolling their eyes when I drop a terrible (brilliant) pun. I guess I need to know that I’m real, that I have an impact on others… You know that age-old question: ‘If a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?’ Well, if an oddbud lives in a house and no one is there to see them, do they actually exist? Are they actually alive?

Well THAT got unexpectedly deep and philosophical! Apologies for that! Please don’t start having a profound existential crisis on my account! You ARE real! And you DO matter!

I’m lucky enough to live with other people, so I don’t need to ponder too heavily on that question. This week I’ve been busy taking photos of some of my ceramics, and my sister agreed to be my necklace model.

Note the *extremely professional* setup. Do not note the shoes/soft furnishings/gargantuan collection of wrapping paper. Or my barely brushed Lockdown Hair.

Despite the makeshift ‘studio’ and the complete lack of photography knowledge (or even a proper camera!), I’m really pleased with how the shots have come out. And I’m SO glad I had a willing model – my abnormally short neck isn’t exactly an ideal canvas for a chic neck-based product, and selfies are not exactly my forte!

These necklaces, and a host of others, will be appearing in my shop very soon – so stay tuned!