Philomena Pretsell | Smile more...
In any art form, my search is for that something that awakens my senses; I’m looking for a generosity of spirit in form, content and expression; that kind of approach to work inspires me in my own practice. At a film, concert, theatre or exhibition I’m hoping for the unexpected, the fearlessness of the creator, something to make me draw breath in amazement - or laugh out loud!
|Philomena Pretsell | Loudmouth|
Does it make you laugh or grimace? Whatever your reaction, it’s ok as you have responded……it’s drawn your attention – they remind me of a Muppet………!!? (unintentional) it’s the sheer expression of joy and playing with materials – why not!
|Philomena Pretsell | Heart-stopper4|
|Philomena Pretsell | Heart-stopper 2|
Look inside Heartstopper4
Calling London. Self-explanatory.
|Philomena Pretsell | Calling London|
(I’m more than happy to see these vessels as practical objects for food or flowers or plants etc. I give them titles to help me identify them) All work is multi (high) fired handbuilt, slip decorated earthenware with oxides, stains, gold lustre, personal and open stock decals. P.S. Why more gold? There’s nothing like a health scare to focus the attention on those you love including clay; it comes with a certain kind of liberty too. Five years ago, with severe damage to the spine from osteoporotic fractures and faced with a life lacking balance and restricted mobility and NO CLAY WORK galvanised the spirit to overcome barriers literally and metaphorically. Through Taoist Tai Chi I can now walk upright and stand to handle clay etc. and smile again.
Traditionally there had and have been many successful female role models as potters, so females already had a voice.
My career in ceramics found no sexism; gender didn’t come into it. Traditionally there had and have been many successful female role models as potters, so females already had a voice. To me being true to myself and my work mattered and matters more. At home, I was surrounded by males – a husband, and eventually three sons, a male beagle and female cat, so being female was celebrated; well, I began to realise why all my work was so ‘female’ so celebrating my home environment became a natural process of working with clay.
|Philomena Pretsell | Heartstopper 1|
I was lucky enough to be rejected from two teacher training colleges for women so during a gap year in London I secured a place at Northampton School of Art. At the end of the first year I was marrying one of my lecturers; so after a wonderful whole day’s interview at Farnham, with Henry Hammond and other welcoming staff members, they reluctantly suggested I didn’t attend Farnham but stay at Northampton for another year. (Travelling to and from Farnham and Northampton on a regular basis was impractical)