 When I was little, it was with pen and paper that I felt expressive.. drawing and drawing without thought.. The feeling never left me, and I graduated to paint, then finally to ceramics..
I developed my art and ceramics in my home country, Taiwan and exhibited my first work in Taipei. I loved it.. but always had a hard time, when asked about my work.. I have no deep meanings. Not ones that I recognise anyway! I just produce from my heart, sensing when what I'm creating begins to feel right.
Ceramics was an adventure into clay and glaze, and I studied hard to be able to create the feeling I wanted. When I moved to England, I brought many glaze recipes, but soon discovered a new range of English clays to explore.
I came to England in 2003... I can feel my love of English summers, blackbirds and sheep touching my heart and influencing my work. I now exhibit in both countries. I never use moulds.. all my work is hand built with great care for quality, and all my paintings are original. I hope you enjoy it as much as I love creating it..
Chiu-i
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My childhood
My memories of childhood are built up in many pieces, I couldn't remember them all, but enough to fill a day dream. I always thought I was a very shy and quiet person at school, but remembering the playing life, it was all wild and crazy. The best time of my childhood, was living in my mum's friend's house who had 3 young children living in a very traditional Chinese house with rolling hills as our playground. I was the oldest.
School
I am really really afraid of school. Never liked it. I had a great fear with it as I never went to nursery school before primary school. One day, without any warning and signs, I was put in the school. I felt myself like a piece of chess suddenly was put a chess board, played by rules. School is like chess board to me, I didn't know how to react and fit in, so I became very shy and quiet. I always felt I didn’t belong there.
My memories with school, they were really poor, only 8 years old the only thing I could remember was one morning, when I was at school, in a loo, a fear came from nowhere, "if I die what shall I do?" It was so scary, but a thought appeared, "Just remember yourself, then I will be me again!" I was happy again and back to class, starting my woolly day as usual.
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