Trust your Taste (because you are different to anyone else on the planet)

I think there are a few things that stop many people from having beautiful things in their lives.

Firstly it’s easy to have a sense that we don’t deserve to have beautiful things. It’s also possible for beautiful things to appear superficial and unnecessary and I have noticed that some people think that it is a vanity to choose beautiful objects.

I completely disagree with all of these. I think living in the midst of beauty is as important as the air we breathe. I think beauty can be like heaven. We think it’s something that happens at another time – rather than ‘We are living in heaven now, enjoy’.

My rallying cry has always been ‘To bring beauty into your life, that’s my job’ and I think I got it by direct injection from my parents. As a child the chair I sat in (and covered in porridge), was handmade from driftwood in the long winter nights by a farmer in Kerry. The spoons, plates, glasses, mugs that I used were all carefully chosen by my mother, early on for their strength and durability when they bounced off the tiled floor, and later for the beauty of simplicity.

There is nothing elitist or snobbish to my attitude to good design. I would have been very happy to have had the same career as Mr. Ikea. If you are making a mug it is as easy to make a beautiful mug as an ugly mug and needn’t cost any more. I think when choosing or making something the real trick is not to worry what friends, neighbours and relations think of your choice. Being true to your own heart is a very good standard to work by. What I do may be hideous to you, so that means you’ve got to do your own thing.

As near as I can get to good design is to keep things as simple as possible. So maybe there is no such thing as good or bad design. Maybe there’s just personal taste, and for me this is cool as long as you’re following your own heart – and not what friends, magazines and shopkeepers tell you you need.

All my life my work has been design, and it may encourage you to hear that when I was kitting out my own house I had serious doubts about light fittings, curtains, and cutlery. I really had to dig deep to say ‘I like this, and I want it’. There were even a few instances where I chose things and within a year realised they were completely unsuited to my style of living.

But at least I learned what I didn’t like.

Your house is your house. And it’s fine if it’s the same as a thousand other houses on the outside. It’s inside your nest that really counts.

 

Stephen

 

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WHY EARTHENWARE? (AUGUST 12 2014)

“Yes, but why do you like it?”

 

“It would be easy to say ‘Because my daddy made it’ but that’s only part of the story.”, he said…

 

 

I am very lucky

I have an acupuncturist, Pierce Hennessy, who loves me very much and constantly has new ideas about holistic health and whenever I visit him I come away walking on air. His latest thing this week is touching my head gently with his fingers and I thought I was in heaven. Then on Sunday I went to my masseur Sean Blake for the first time in months and came away the most enlivened and enriched for a long time. I am so lucky to know these people who do things to me and love me and enrich my life. And I am even luckier than that… So many people are emailing and speaking to me telling me how much they are enjoying my new book Warrior Spirit which I put together with my wife. While I am really excited and happy about the quality and content of the book it never occurred to me that it would touch other people in the way that it does. I suppose in life one of the things that really turns us on is feeling nurtured by other people. For me firstly it was my mother, then girlfriends, and now it seems like almost everybody.

I am a very lucky man.

Popular:

Terracotta Warrior: How I started my Classic range…

How Shanagarry Pottery began… and how it went black

Why Stephen called his book “Warrior Spirit”

The story of Shanagarry Pottery and Stephen’s own adventure, Stephen Pearce: Warrior Spirit, is now available with free shipping to Ireland, the UK and the US.

272 pages, over 200 colour photographs by the renowned photographer Kevin Dunne, 24x30cm (coffee table format) and almost 2kg!

There is still time to order your copy here for Christmas.

Terracotta Warrior: How I started my Classic range…

As every man who has a father knows working together in your late teens brings out a certain rivalry and resentment. So having been to Japan to finish my pottery studies and then having spent a year in the rock and roll business in London in the 60s, when I returned to work at Shanagarry Pottery with my father I began to feel trapped and frustrated. It had nothing to do with my father but I was at that stage of development when a young man needs to get out and plough his furrow. At first I was considering creating a completely different sort of pottery with different clay and different colour glazes. However I realised that I was very much in love with our earthenware clay having gone to the field with my father as a young boy to dig it on the banks of the River Blackwater. There was the memory of the camaraderie of digging with picks and shovels, the preparing of the clay by hand at home, the unique smell and sloppy texture – and finally the satisfaction of making pottery with it. So I decided that I would stick with the earthenware clay from Youghal.

Early days, early pots. The shapes have evolved ever so slightly over the years – sometimes for simplicity, sometimes as I learnt what customers really want and sometimes to keep up with the modern world: dishwashers for example.

Then the next two choices. Firstly while in Japan making pots that were not glazed on the exterior I became very fond of holding pottery that was slightly rough on the outside. In addition, as a young designer with simplicity as my number one priority it seemed obvious to me that I needed to continue using my father’s white glaze on the inside of my work. So put all of that together and you have the essence of my Classic range. What I find most extraordinary is that a few simple changes like I made really change the feel of my father’s and my pottery completely. And yet they are of the same family.

Recently I have been noticing in life that small adjustments can have a major impact. Like getting up half an hour earlier in the morning, being slightly more attentive to your partner or simply not putting sugar in your coffee. Anyway, that was the beginning of the Terracotta and White range of pottery which I started in 1972.

Still going strong: Our bestsellers from the Classic Range in 2013

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Previously:
Read about how Stephen’s father Philip started the Shanagarry Range

Why Stephen called his book “Warrior Spirit”

The story of Shanagarry Pottery and Stephen’s own adventure, Stephen Pearce: Warrior Spirit, is now available with free shipping to Ireland, the UK and the US.

272 pages, over 200 colour photographs by the renowned photographer Kevin Dunne, 24x30cm (coffee table format) and almost 2kg!
Order your copy here for Christmas.

Why I called my book ‘Warrior Spirit’

My father, myself and my son are all pacifists and refuse to go to war and shoot people. Paradoxically we are all warrior spirits.

I don’t know about you, but I am afraid, in fact terrified, about a lot of things a lot of the time. Warrior spirit is about continuing along your road despite the terror. Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose.

Hairy hairy! (that’s Irish for “Scarey, Scarey!”)

My coffee table biography Stephen Pearce: Warrior Spirit with over 200 colour photographs is on a boat from Italy as we speak, and we have just started selling pre-orders from our website – all of which I will sign and dedicate.

My worst Hallowe’en nightmare this year is that when you read it you won’t love me anymore. However it’s a risk worth taking, as it’s always possible you might love me more 🙂

I suspect this is the reason most people write their life story. If people go into this project thinking they will make lotsa money let me tell you, having sat at the kitchen table writing for two years, that you can safely call them a liar.

I believe most people don’t write their own biographies, and in not doing so they miss the opportunity of meeting somebody quite extraordinary. As I wrote I got to know intimately someone who I had been so busy being, that I forgot to get to know him. And it feels really strange at the age of 70 to know that I haven’t known myself all my life.

LOVE IS

Most of the great mystics from every tradition seem to stick with this simple statement and go no further.  The best interpretation I can put on it is that love is a passive context in which stuff happens.  A bit like a big bubble, as in a BIIIIIIIG bubble, which contains the whole universe.  And this invisible quality, a bit like oxygen in the air, we breathe it in continually and if we will stop worrying for a moment and just be present with our self then this wonderful love quality is always part of us.

The importance of sex

Earlier today I wrote about Relationship.  Now it’s the turn of Sex and later in the day I will cover Love.

I have heard it said that sex is very over-rated.  It seems to me that whoever said that is missing the point.  In my life sex has been the most confusing and the most exhilarating of all experiences.  You know when you’re going there with someone new all of the embarrassment and uncertainty and fear, and yet when you have the courage to keep going it is possible to arrive at an amazing place.

Something that always amazes me is how many delicious and beautiful women think that they are overweight.  You don’t take into account those exotic love handles that so excite us men!  In French they are called ‘Poignets d’amour‘, ‘Chichitos‘ in Spanish, and my favourite is the Italian… ‘Maniglie dell’amore‘!

If you simply want to kiss it is ‘Bisou‘ in French, ‘Beso‘ in Spanish and ‘Bacci‘ in Italian.

Now that we are fully blown Europeans it is important that we should be acquainted with these important words.  There are many other exciting possibilities which I will leave til next year.

If life has been kind enough to lead you to other doors that you feel the need to add to this list, please feel free – I’m a great learner.  I look forward to covering Love this afternoon – it should be easier and less embarrassing.

Why do I write such things?  Well I suppose it’s the thrill of going very close to the line.  What line?!  An unspoken line that make a lot of conversation and society really boring.

Red Hot Passion

As a man whose life is driven by various passions I want to add 3 blog posts today on the subject of Love, Relationship and Sex.  So roll up your sleeves and prepare to participate!

I salute and celebrate lovers everywhere.  Whatever the nature of your passion and love I celebrate it with you.  I spend as much time as possible with my masseur who is an incredibly passionate man in terms of the body and spirit and the well-being of everything both on this planet and over the edge.  He has been giving me various crystals and fancy stones for years and I really haven’t related very well to them.  But recently he gave me a huge rock and in the morning I hold it between my hands and feel a connection that I have never felt before which leads me to wonder if our human relationship to trees and rocks is perhaps as profound as our relationship with another human being.  Imagine the simplicity and satisfaction and ease of having a relationship with a rock rather than another human being!  Yeah I know we would miss all those delicious, soft, little bits and bumps but the mental tranquility definitely calls for exploration.

That was all an idea.  The reality is that I am married to an extraordinary woman who is so kind and generous and gentle in all of my blunderings that I can only give thanks for being so lucky.  In a couple of hours when I have regrouped I will take love from a different angle.

Looking forward to meeting you then.

XXXX Stephen

Blasts from the past…

Every so often we do a quick search on the internet for ‘Stephen Pearce Pottery’ or other brand related terms just to see what’s going on out there.  Everytime we do it we seem to unearth something different from the past.

Here are two of today’s offerings that I remember fondly…

 

Architectural Digest Visits Angela Lansbury

The house was designed with the help of Stephen Pearce, a close friend of the actress’s, whose home nearby provided the inspiration for hers.

(AD, June 2007)

 

A postcard from: Stephen Pearce

(Irish Independent, January 2009)

 

Birthdays and Wedding Days

Today is my birthday! It is raining and I am happy. Just over the hill is the fish restaurant where we got married. We are going there for lunch, just Lauren and me. The lads who run it are great pals.

The day of the wedding there were forty five of us. I put the tables in a square round the outside of the room with just room for us all to sit with our backs to the wall. That way we could all see each other. This is important at my parties as anybody is entitled to stand up and speak their mind or sing a song when the spirit moves them. Most people said something wonderful. Kevin Dunne had a priest’s collar which he wore whenever he felt a blessing coming on… Barra O’Tuama sang endlessly (one song) and Pat Scott was seen scurrying under the table as a short cut…

There was an opening in the square of table to allow the waiters free access to serve from in front of us which was great. In the centre of the square was the kid’s table so they could see everything and escape under the waiters’ feet to do their thing.

Food started at one o’clock and finished around five thirty. Course after course after course: twelve or fifteen of them.

Tomorrow I’ll tell you a bit more about the wedding. Now to the restaurant for lunch!

Stephen