Bryan Albright
Bryan meant a lot to a huge amount of people, Bryan to me however was so much more than just a potter. He was one of the most ridiculously talented people I knew, a real artist. He was proficient in so many areas; he taught himself guitar, he excelled in photography he could crochet and Morris dance... probably all at the same time.
He was deeply spiritual having spent time living and practising the Gurdjief method. He had a wonderful calm presence that he brought to his teaching. However, I loved his wicked sense of humour and bearlike hugs the best.
He got into Bonsai after working as a landscape gardener and from there Ceramics.
He got into Bonsai after working as a landscape gardener and from there Ceramics.
He had amazing stories about his life in London , living in squats and avoiding fights with the likes of John Martyn. He had tales about working on the docks when he first moved to Canada and the landscape that inspired a lot of his paintings came from his travels there.
He was fond of telling me how when he started selling his pots he would load up the back of his estate car and drive across Europe stopping and selling at bonsai nurseries as he went.
He hand fed at least 5 generations of blackbirds , I loved watching them hop through his house shouting for him, cheese was apparently the secret.
He hand fed at least 5 generations of blackbirds , I loved watching them hop through his house shouting for him, cheese was apparently the secret.
He was known for building his own kilns, but he also built his own kitchen and workshop turning his hand to anything.
His cheesecake was a requirement at many of the infamous BBQ's he held or attended. He would also cook Halloumi for me as he knew I loved it.
His cheesecake was a requirement at many of the infamous BBQ's he held or attended. He would also cook Halloumi for me as he knew I loved it.
We would spend afternoons listening to music, painting, making pots, eating and talking. I'll miss that.
His house was full of art and books with always something to discover, in later years this was sometimes his medication that he wrapped in silver foil and hid for later.
About 4 years ago he started his final project of archiving his artistic journey, 1 large album became 2 became 3 and so on as a new memory was sparked , they truly are a lasting legacy of a beautiful man.
Esther Griffiths.
His house was full of art and books with always something to discover, in later years this was sometimes his medication that he wrapped in silver foil and hid for later.
About 4 years ago he started his final project of archiving his artistic journey, 1 large album became 2 became 3 and so on as a new memory was sparked , they truly are a lasting legacy of a beautiful man.
Esther Griffiths.