There
are events from my childhood that I distinctly remember in relation
to my first experiences with clay and pottery. I remember being given
a cheap table top potter’s wheel and a little portion of hard clay
as a present from my grandmother. I remember sitting at the kitchen
table with the wheel spinning round and adding the water to the clay,
and making a terrible mess.
The
thing I distinctly remember is the smell of the clay!
I
was brought up in Devon where, if you dig down almost anywhere, you are sure to find clay. First red clay. Then, if you dig
deeper, you’ll find grey clay.
As
a child at the play area I remember the smell, colour, and texture of
the earth, it was a very plastic orange clay. As children we would
roll it up into balls and use it as ammunition to throw at one
another. I cannot forget the smell, it has a distinctive earthy
purity. Sometimes when the smell of clay hits me at the workshop, it
takes me back in time to being a child for a moment.
I
was born in a fishing village, in South-West Cornwall. The area has
been steeped in pottery culture ever since Bernard Leach settled at
his Pottery in St Ives.
In the 1960’s and 70’s many Studio
potters set up their workshops in the rural parts of England. My
grandparents had bought hand-made pottery from a potter called Scott
Marshall, who had been Bernard Leach’s last apprentice. Growing up
around my grandparents, the handmade pots became a part of my
subconscious.
I
made my first pot at primary school. It was a coiled bowl based on a
project about the Roman times. Most children couldn’t keep their
pots because they wouldn’t be fired. My Auntie, who was an artist,
had use of a kiln, and she glazed and fired it for me. I remember the
light orange pigment transformed into deep
black under the shiny glaze.
Later
on, after I had finished high school, I decided I would like to
become a carpenter. My Father and my Grandfather had always made
things from wood, and I decided I would like to have a career using
my hands. Although I enjoyed being a carpenters apprentice, after a
year I decided my hands were made to do something else.
At
17 I re-enrolled to study history, geography and music recording. I
also chose to study 'Ceramics' as an extra subject. Initially I paid
no thought to the subject of ceramics, but soon found myself enjoying
everything about it. I loved learning about ceramic artists and the
process of making with clay. I enjoyed the atmosphere of the ceramics
workshop and the mystery of the kiln.
To
cut a long story short, I was struck by a certain pot in a book one
day. It was a very iconic pot, made in ancient Greece. A large and
finely made vase, with a bold painting of an octopus on it. I couldn't quite believe its majesty as a work of pure art. I was
instantly drawn to this pot, and imagined the nature of the people
who would have made it. It spoke to me clearly about the culture it
was born in. So I set about trying to make one in the workshop. I was
inspired.
In
our studio at college, we had pictures all over the walls of
different contemporary potters and artists work. I compared the
ancient pots to the modern, and found no comparison. It sparked a
deep question within me about where to begin when approaching the
craft of pottery. I hoped I could trace back to the essence of
pottery craft and pay homage to it in my work.
At
this early stage, I understood I couldn't hope to make a good pot
for, at least, ten years. I therefore gave myself a goal of becoming
a great potter and allowed my path to unfold slowly and steadily.
At
college I also began studying Asian ceramics and read ‘A Potter’s
Book’ by Bernard Leach. I became interested in the spiritual and
alchemical side of working with the elements; earth, fire, air,
water. I began trying to make pottery on the wheel and made my first
bowls and cups.
Initially,
I gave myself so much freedom to fail. I experimented without hope. I
enjoyed things that worked and things that didn't work. I was in no
rush.
After
college I went to Cardiff university to study a degree in ceramic art
and made some awful things. I felt it was a period where I could
purge myself of negativity. I purposely made things the wrong way;
fired them at the wrong temperature, added too much pigment, etc. But
underneath all this chaos, I had a fixed vision of eventually
becoming a humble potter.
Although
I made expressive pieces, the theme of pottery was never far away
from what I did. I incorporated the history of ceramics, and
throwing, in nearly every project. During these three years I spent
time working with professional potters in England, France and Eastern
Europe.
Leach Pottery 2008-2010
When
I left university I went to work at the Leach Pottery in St Ives. I
spent two years training to be a production thrower and a
professional potter.
At
the Leach Pottery I worked with many influential ceramic artists and
visiting artists. Everyday was spent studying pottery, art, food and
music. I was able to start working on my designs for functional
pottery and began practicing my processes of technique.
During
my training in St Ives, I worked with a French artist called Michel
Francois. He had studied sculpture at Edinburgh University and was
deeply inspired to become a potter. We became strong allies and, as
colleagues, set about a mission of understanding the purity we
desired within our pottery work. We focused all of our attention to
Asian and European folk ceramics and traditional techniques. We made
work together and fired kilns together. We shared our techniques and
recipes in a joint effort of progressing with our work.
Michel
always believed in my ability as a potter and gave me positive
criticism about my work. He helped me to break free of destructive
and negative approaches and instilled me with a direction towards
simplicity and beauty for my work. His knowledge of art history and
sculpture helped me to understand my true intentions as a maker.
Boscean Pottery 2010-2014
After
my training in St Ives I went on to revive Boscean Pottery, where the
old master Scott Marshall had made his pots, in St Just, Cornwall.
The place where my grandparents bought their pots in the 1960’s.
I
had been called there after Scott died, with the job of finishing his
last pots. He had been such an inspiration to me in my path to being
a potter and I was honored that I would be involved in helping his
family. I was also aware of the brevity of what I was being asked to
do.
With
the permission of Scott Marshall’s widow, Beth Marshall, I set
about producing the old shapes and glazes. Customers began returning
in earnest. I tested Scott's glazes on his shapes to make sure I
reproduced his finish's respectfully. This gave me the stand point to
begin my journey at the historic pottery and gave me an invitation to
set about paying homage to the traditions practiced at Boscean
Pottery.
I
am indebted to Scott Marshall’s family for allowing me to be a
potter there for over 3 years. During my time in the old masters workshop
I soaked up the atmosphere of reality within the walls of the workshop. I consciously challenged myself to emulate the style and
quality of the traditional work. This gave me the opportunity to
further my skills as a potter and designer before I had to leave and
set up my own Pottery.
My career started to blossom at Boscean and I received some major commissions whilst working there. I also spent time documenting the Pottery's history and held a retrospective exhibition to mark its 50th anniversary in 2012.
In
February 2014 Beth Marshall passed away. I suddenly found myself with
nowhere to go....
Jacob Bodilly Pottery
I
set about finding a new site to build my first truly independent
Pottery, ‘The Jacob Bodilly Pottery‘. I found an old barn
building in the countryside, near to my family, and moved all my 20
tonnes of pottery equipment back to Devon.
The
first 4 months where spent renovating the old barn into a workshop. A
small showroom was renovated for my customers and guests.
Although
I had very little money, I had the support of old friends, loyal
customers, local businesses, and my family, who helped me to continue
my Pottery work.
Pottery
is my full time occupation. I accept many bespoke commissions and
also sell my own designs from my online web-page and to visiting
customers. My work becomes collectible and is perfect for gifts at
weddings or holidays.
I
am very flexible about using my processes to produce what my
customers want. I believe it is crucial that craftspeople must offer
a service, and that his/her work is fundamentally a tool to create
useful and beautiful things.
My
design style is firmly grounded in studying traditional folk pottery.
My
approach is born from the technical processes I use. I submit to the
technique I have chosen. Primarily, my work is thrown on a
traditional wheel, which puts limits on speed and power. I use simple
glazes that are are based on traditional recipes. I use good quality
clay and materials, and take my time over each piece I make. I am
looking for good proportions and striving for healthy craftsmanship.
I strive to provide my customers with harmonious objects for their
home.
I
produce a range of different pots. I make everyday objects like bowls
and cups. I make storage and cooking pots. I make serving pots and
brewing pots.
There
is also a more personal level to my work that I am slowly etching
away at. I make certain pieces I am personally inspired to create.
These more personal efforts are like studies, they are my
inspirations.