No. 021 · Adventure · Potter and studio to be named.
The Harbor Watch
$78
A heron waited in the shallows. The glaze ran, and the white drip looked exactly like the foam at its feet.
A personal collection, not a catalog
Mugs with a life before yours.
A collection, not a workshop. Some were thrown by other potters — a few names you might know, plenty you won't. Some were already a mug: vintage, printed, cheerful. We don't make them. Every one still gets the story of how it landed here.
On the mound now
Four worth sitting with
No. 026 · Raw & Rash · Potter and studio to be named.
Kiln Rash
$82
The kiln that fired this one ran hot and a little mean. Ash crawled the rim and broke into iron. Another potter's accident, and a good one.
No. 014 · Vintage · Potter and studio to be named.
The Letter That Never Left
$72
A cream envelope turned up inside a teapot at a Saturday market, addressed and never stamped. We did not open it.
No. 019 · Everyday Joy · Potter and studio to be named.
Sunday Kitchen
$54
Radio low. Pancakes that went a little too far. Yellow like the counter before the day starts.
Also on the mound
Some never saw a potter’s wheel.
A rodeo tankard, a bee mug, a camp cup that already knew its sentence. Found pieces get a number and a story too. The handmade ones beside them were thrown by other artists.
No. 041 · Vintage · Found
Eight Seconds
$36
A bull and rider still in the air, a rope that never quite lands, and a crackle glaze that has already lived somewhere else.
No. 042 · Everyday Joy · Found
Be Kind
$28
Three bees, two words, and a yellow interior bright enough to count as a mood.
No. 043 · Adventure · Found
You Belong Here
$28
A fire, a tent, a pine, and the sentence you belong here, printed like it had been waiting for a shelf.
No. 026 · Raw & Rash
Kiln Rash
Someone else’s kiln ran hot. Ash crawled the rim and broke into iron. It could have been called a loss. It was the mug worth keeping.
This is the rash side of the mound: bare clay, accidents from another studio, pieces that refuse to be polite. The found shelf is different again. All of them are welcome. None of them were made by us.
Read the firingShelves
- AdventureMugs that went somewhere, or meant to.4 here
- VintageA hush borrowed from older rooms and Saturday markets.4 here
- Everyday JoyHappy on purpose. Kitchens, porches, roofs, and pie.5 here
- Raw & RashA little unruly. Ash, iron, bare clay, kiln accidents worth keeping.2 here
- The TablePitchers and plates for the rest of the meal.2 here
One of one
When a mug leaves, it leaves. We do not throw a second Harbor Watch to fill the hole.
A story card
Name, number, and the short telling, printed and tucked in the box. Gift wrap is optional. The card is not.
Raw and vintage
Some pieces are rash from the fire. Some feel like a flea-market morning. You can want both.
From the journal
All notesFrom the collection
How a mug gets a story
The story is not a claim that we made the mug. It is why this one is on the mound.
From the collection
Raw on one side, vintage on the other
Some of the mound is rash from someone else's fire. Some of it was already a mug. Both belong.
From the collection
What ships in the box
The mug, a story card with its number, and packing that assumes it is the only one.
Mug Notes
A short letter when something new lands on the mound. Not a weekly blast. If you already know us from Etsy, this is where the longer stories live.
Also on Etsy
Same name. Same hands.
The Etsy shelf is there if you like to shop where you already are. The mound is where each mug gets a background — adventure, a happy kitchen, a raw firing, a vintage hush.
Visit the Etsy shelf