My work with porcelain is a creative reflection on the renewal and resilience I see in the plant world — the quiet strength of a seedling pushing through a crack in the pavement, or new growth emerging after bushfire. I’m fascinated by how nature survives and begins again, and I return to themes of regeneration, germination and surging growth as a way to hold onto that vital energy, hope and optimism.

This way of seeing was shaped early, growing up on my family’s farm on South Australia’s rural Eyre Peninsula, where bare feet and wild surroundings made nature feel like home. Endless hours in the bush — gum trees as castles, mallee scrub as playground — fed an imagination that I recorded through sketches, rolls of film, and short stories, always drawn to the exquisite detail of how landscapes renew themselves.

I’ve always loved to get my hands dirty, so it feels inevitable that clay became my most beloved mode of expression. With 14 years’ honing my craft, my love for this process is contagious — from the first spark of an idea, to the slow, meditative making that lets new growth take form and meaning in my hands.