STEWART SCAMBLER, NEW CERAMIC FORMS, GALLERY EAST, NORTH FREMANTLE

It's a funny old world, earlier this week I spent 45 minutes at the local shops chatting to a potter friend, Trish Scambler, of Bohemian Ceramics, "as ye do". Friday night rolls around, and I am dashing between the supermarket and collecting junior Hip Hop stars from their dance class and suddenly remember - HEY - Trish's husband Stewart Scambler, until recently President of CAAWA (Ceramics Arts Assoc. of Western Australia) is having the opening of his exhibition NEW CERAMIC FORMS at Gallery East in North Fremantle this evening, along with new paintings by DRAGICA MILUNOVIC, runs Friday 28 August-Sunday 20 September 2009. www.galleryeast.com.au/exhibit/current/main.htm
That gallery is a favourite of mine along with the rascally in-house dog who loves to sneak up on patrons and snatch their catalogues as they sip their vino and 'peruse'. So I rang Henry, as he bussed home from work, told him I was 'OUT' and dashed off to see Stewart's wood fired work. Rich, Rich, Rich - no that isn't what you have to be to collect Stewart's work, http://www.galleryeast.com.au/exhibit/current/main2.htm
it is so RICH in surface texture. He really understands his kiln at their property in York and is happy to fire and refire a piece till it achieves sufficient textural interest for him to let it go. I had been reading the latest Ceramic Review the British ceramics publication and about W.A.Ismay's collection - a librarian with a strong appreciation of ceramics, and I was inspired to become a collector.

I knew a large number of the folk at the opening, and the wine was good, got to chat with Stewart, Trish and her daughter among others ....... yes you guessed I bought a piece. The piece pictured is now mine, mine, mine. Click this to see the work from Gallery http://www.galleryeast.com.au/exhibit/current/main2.htm
An hour later as I rolled on home, the short drive from North to East Freo across the Stirling Bridge, I hoped my man and three lads had taken the initiative to feed themselves at home ............. I was of course, dreaming.