When Adam sent an invitation around for his kiln opening it came as a surprise. That time of year already. The kiln openings have become more than just an art exhibition now. They are a social event.
For me it is just a quiet evening stroll across a couple of fields, low skimmed by swallows, to Adam’s studio. The kiln had been packed a few days ago and then fired, and had been cooling for almost 24 hours but was still hot. I always think it is such a brave thing to do, this public opening. There are so many things that can go wrong, like explosions in the kiln, or a collapse of the structure holding all in balance.

The greenlane that begins the path from my house to Llanferan was a little overgrown, with grass and sorrel, foxgloves and campion.


We watched and gathered and waited and then Adam began to take away the firebricks.


And behind the wall of bricks sat beauty.


Watching closely it was possible to see the glaze crack as the pot cooled. With the smaller pots they sing a song, like a gentle music box, pinging as they come into the air.
At one point a small child climbed into the kiln and I had a sudden ‘Hansel and Gretel’ moment, but it was warm now, no longer hot, and there wasn’t a witch and he stepped out again, safely.
All of the pots that emerged that evening were strong and elegant, beautiful. My favourite was the first that came out, the large pot from the kiln top shelf, seen on the table above back left. The glaze is a seaweed ash, I think.
If you are thinking of buying some of Adam’s work, now is a good time to do it. The studio is open over the bank holiday. Here’s what Andrew Renton, head of applied arts at National Museum and Galleries of Wales says about Adam’s work:
“Adam Buick has imposed on himself the strict discipline of the simplest and purest of geometric forms. Don’t expect his spheres of fired clay to be standoffish or predictable though. Yes Adam makes white porcelain moon jars as chaste in their beauty as the old Korean dal-hang-a-ri vessels that first inspired him. But within the confines of his spherical ‘canvas’ he also conjures up worlds of spontaneous drama, pots so diverse in their scale and texture, so exquisite in their making, so alive with the Pembrokeshire landscape which they literally embody, that his passionate connection to his environment becomes unmistakable.”
About Jackie
I am an artist and writer. I live in a small house by the sea in Wales where I write, paint, walk and watch and dream of bears and whales. I love to read, have a wish for wings and prefer the company of animals to that of humans, though at times I can be quite friendly. I am learning how to work with wood engraving tools and hoping to show that you can teach an old dog new tricks.