Welcome to The Bowl Shed!

Each bowl begins with a meeting—tool and grain, instinct and patience. Some are shaped from windfallen oak, others from studio trees. Not every bowl is ready to leave the shed. But some are. They sit quietly on the shelf, waiting for the right hands. If you’re curious, you’ll find them below.

Near the shed, someone carved a small wooden door into the base of a beech tree—no more than 400mm high. I think it’s a memorial. It’s been there for years. When it disappeared briefly, whoever removed it cleaned and repaired it before placing it back.
The day I noticed it had returned, I found an ash log lying nearby. Something about the moment—the door, the log, the quiet—made my imagination take flight. That ash log became the Away with the Fairies bowl. Not because of the door, exactly—but because something about that morning asked for it. That’s where the Away with the Fairies bowl began. Not from folklore, but from a real place, and a feeling I couldn’t quite name.