They say that a present you receive and enjoy as a child can often be an indicator of a career choice in life, and that certainly was true in my case. I am the oldest of 8 children and remember being given a potter’s wheel one Christmas. I never asked for it, but was amazed that my mum would think that I would enjoy it, as she was so busy with the family. I’ll never forget the excitement of hiding myself in the garage with the walls and myself covered in mud, peddling the machine.
I spent my youth trying to bring some order to a house of ten people, constantly re-arranging storage units, wardrobes, painting and trying to make the best of the space.
Other times, I loved being outdoors in the wood beside our home, weaving sticks together to create my space, selecting natural forms that I could easily bend and shape.
Now, I run my own interior design studio in