Pieces from the wheel

Watch the wobble fade — browse batch by batch.

Five pieces — and not for want of making. A broken kiln and a narrow window meant the largest work never got through the door, so batch four is simply what fit: the handful that squeezed in while everything oversized queued up for next time. What did make it changes the shelf's character entirely. The palette finally breaks out of blue — Verdigris arrives looking like something excavated from a Roman villa, patina, rust freckles and all — and the work turns domestic: two proper plates and a tumbler built for a drink you intend to take seriously. But this is really the batch that stopped apologising. A crowd of unplanned bubbles set into the bottom of a cup and was kept precisely as it landed, rechristened Champagne Problems. And Fault Line cracked clean through the middle — the first piece ever to do so, in a long-running feud with the potter's oldest adversary, the humble flat plate. Batch three stopped asking the wheel for permission. Batch four took the kiln's worst, on every front, and put it on the shelf anyway.