Euan The Potter

 15 years ago today, I was in my studio in Ichikai, the neighbouring town to Mashiko, finishing some work for my next exhibition. I had only...

Hina Masturi, the doll Festival When our daughter was born, Mika's parents gave us a set of dolls for her. Not the sort she would preten...

There is a legend about a Tanuki, a shape-shifting Racoon-dog, who travelled around Japan with a blackboard and a sake bottle, visiting host...

The kettle on the wood-stove sings a bubbling song to me about making pots of tea,   as the sun rises over the shoulder of Mount Akagi. It i...

The earthquake in Tohoku yesterday was strong and long enough to get us jumping out of bed and ready for action, but eventually subsided wit...

Long before humans existed, before we invented words like "beauty", long after we are gone, and every moment in between, the world...

The world turns gradually towards Winter. I open the shutters in the crisp air and pale light of predawn. Maggie, our girl cat, watches me t...