Rain is hitting the roof of our narrowboat, the stove fire is burning in the corner. My labradoodle muse, is laying by my feet under the table.
There is a ball of clay on the table waiting to be imagined...
As far as my characters go they create themselves. Starting with a pair of eyes they tell me what they'd like to become, it's a partnership! Hand sculpted from ceramic stoneware clay and then fired to temperatures that will melt your face, they are all hand painted to finish with a wide variety of acrylics, glazes, oxides and stains.
I love my job - there's not many people that spend their days sculpting wizards and dragons, I consider myself very lucky.