About the Artist
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Potter · Beachcomber · Keeper of the kiln
I found my way to clay the same way most things find their way to me — by walking the beach until an idea washed up. Fifteen minutes from the studio door there's a stretch of gray-gold sand where the sandpipers outnumber the people, and most mornings I'm out there with cold hands and a pocket full of pebbles before the wheel even warms up.
Every piece in the shop is thrown, trimmed, and glazed by me in a little clapboard studio that used to be a boat shed. The glazes are mixed in small batches and named after the water they're trying to be — no two firings ever come out quite the same, which is exactly the point.
The Studio
Cozy Shores began the winter the old boat shed finally gave up on holding boats. It had a wood stove, a stubborn door, and a view of the salt marsh — everything a pottery studio actually needs. A secondhand wheel arrived in January; the first wobbly mugs came out of the kiln by spring.
The name comes from the shoreline itself: fog in the morning, tea in a warm mug, the little sandpiper who patrols the tideline like it's her job. Everything made here tries to hold onto that feeling — sturdy, unhurried, and a little sandy around the edges.
Each piece is one of a kind. When it finds a home, that's the end of its story here and the start of one somewhere else — the shelves simply fill again with whatever the next firing brings.