Ruth-Ann and I share a summer market table at the Hillsborough Farmer’s Market, Saturdays 9 – 2 pm, at the old Hillsborough Village Church, 2807 Main Street, here in Hillsborough NB.  

Fundy Mud Pottery is about processing and firing the  local Fundy mud I gather between my house and ‘The Rocks,’ while Ruth-Ann’s entity is her original limited edition Linocut Prints and cards.

Fundy Mud Mocha is my nano coffee blend operation mixing local roast beans with raw unprocessed cocao.  (More buzz than my beehives.) 

Once in a while I publish locally under the secret pseudonym ‘Jim Liar,’ but I’m maybe the forth best writer in the family, so don’t take this seriously.    Occasionally I play bansuri and rav drum in my OleStar clown get up.  I’m a sucker for desperate reno’s, often as consultant, sometimes as an unfunded builder of just about anything.  I have a special weakness for rock and dirt.     

Double click for Pottery as it happens on fundyheather flickr:

first Raku tea bowl

I sell at the Market, Fundy Farms Stand, Cape Enrage Gift shop, with a bit at Farmer Browns Greenhouse (&fbook) my special ‘Pink Church‘ girls.  Sometimes at Studio On the Marsh

Fall 2019 we started doing art pop-ups out of the side of the rusty ’89 Dodge Lanshark with Ruth-Ann, my side kicks, a travelling pottery wheel.  Roadshow at Fundy Farms, the Alma fleet launch and a Farmer Brown event where OleStar, held a free kids Clown music class on the Rav Vast, with accompaniment on the big E-base bansuri.  Just wrapped the Old Fashion Christmas at the Market, Seedy Saturday will be our next show in early March.  OldStar hasn’t told me any future dates, if he even knows. (he doesn’t tell me anything except he just bought the Zoom Q4N sound and video recorder.  What do you figure he will do with that?)

Double click fundyheather flickr for Processing Fundy Mud:

prospecting shale for pottery clay amendment


Tested another wild clay from Keswick Ridge (samples collected by the family) gave it all away to good homes, then more blew in.  Better clay than I struggle with here, have places to sell it, but developing a rural resource near Fredericton involving even a small shovel in the ground is asking for trouble.  Might do it yet.  The dirt and I are in talks.  

About 1000 lbs of clay gathered into buckets for the winter season.  Wood is in the shed ready for the snow.  Moved the sawmill up to the next log cabin site.  Maybe it will get built yet. Some other potters may play with me soon. 

Just received back a couple of Fundy Mud pots Ralph Simpson wove with local river rush (Juncus effusis.)  Ralph is an international force in basketry, last having his weaving buds from the Czech Republic here in our Zen Garden.  

Come for tea if you can find me.  Hint: look for an iron fish on the road barn, and a Thunderbird carving beside the door to my so called studio.  I don’t sell from the porch here, just drink King Cole with who ever comes by while plotting world domination.


Nice portrait on my business card?  From a painting by a friend I miss: