David Sexton

The exquisite pottery of Lucie Rie

Her bowls and bottles show us a way of being in the world – not that she would have countenanced such twaddle

Clockwise from left: Lucie Rie’s ‘Vase’, 1970s, ‘Bowl’, 1971, and ‘Bowl’, c.1962 Credit: Clockwise from left: © Estate of Lucie Rie/Whitechapel Gallery/Stephen White Photography; Stokes Photo Ltd; Andrey Gertsev 
issue 18 March 2023

Lucie Rie had no time for high-flown talk about the art of ceramics. ‘I like to make pots – but I do not like to talk about them,’ she’d say. ‘I am not a thinker, I am not an art historian, I just do.’ It was her profession, she would maintain.

Rie’s work is astonishingly self-sufficient. She belonged to no school and left none

Her distaste for people preening about her craft went a bit further too. ‘I don’t like pots, I just like a few pots,’ she stated. When I interviewed her for the Sunday Telegraph back in 1988, she even said: ‘It’s extraordinary but I hardly like any potters – Hans Coper and then finish.’ She was absolute about her inferiority to Coper, whom, unlike herself, she considered an artist. ‘I have colours and I have easier shapes. Compared to him, I am vulgar, more vulgar, so I am more likeable.

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