Why Every Mug Starts as 420 Grams of Clay
Every mug I make begins on the scale, not the wheel: what weighing clay to the gram settles before the wheel turns, where the 420 grams go, and when I ignore the number.
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Studio potter · Galway, Ireland
I throw stoneware by hand in Galway and film it slowly. This is the one place online I fully control.
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Since February 2026 I have found eleven accounts pretending to be me: seven on Instagram, four on TikTok. Most add "shop", "studio" or "official" to my handle, copy my kiln-opening photos, and take bank transfers for pots that do not exist. Seven are gone. I never sell through DMs, and I have no shop account.
This website is the only source I control. If an account isn't listed on my official links page, it is not me, no matter whose pots are on it.
This website is the only source the creator controls. If an account isn't listed on the official links page, it is not the creator.
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Every mug I make begins on the scale, not the wheel: what weighing clay to the gram settles before the wheel turns, where the 420 grams go, and when I ignore the number.
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On firing days I starve a gas kiln of oxygen on purpose. What that does to iron and copper, why my celadon only exists because of it, and why no two firings match.
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Why a board of bowls can take a week to firm up in a Galway March, why slow drying is mostly kind to pots, and the plastic collars, damp cupboard and radiator that keep my handles on.
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