Handmade means hand-made
No moulds, no casting, no shortcuts. If a piece needs two hands on it, it gets two hands.
Our story
A storeroom, a wheel, and a stubborn idea.
In 1987, Léon Vanderschueren traded a steady job for a rented storeroom behind the flea market.
From one wheel to three
Thirty-eight years of slow work.
Léon threw pots for the flea-market traders next door, then for restaurants, then for anyone who walked in. His daughter Camille joined in 2012; the studio now runs three wheels and teaches a full class schedule.
- 1987 — first wheel, first kiln, first debt
- 2004 — the shop opens on Rue des Renards
- 2012 — Camille joins, workshops begin
- 2026 — still one kiln at a time, still no moulds
What we believe
Three things we won't compromise on.
Made to be used
A cup you're afraid to drink from is a failed cup. Ours go in the dishwasher and come out better.
Local by default
Belgian clay when we can get it, Brussels glazes, and a kiln that runs on green energy.
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