I discovered The Great Pottery Throwdown on HBO here in the US in January 2022 and binge-watched all five seasons in nothing flat. TGPT was a welcome respite from the seemingly endless procession of depressing news – inflation, Ukraine, mass shootings, Covid, climate change... TGPT was the antidote I needed – a gentle show with gentle people and low stakes (no million-dollar prizes or scheming contestants here). At the helm, some wonderful hosts and judges who encouraged and supported the non-combatants with sensitivity and good humor, and sometimes even tears. That is, judge and master potter Keith Brymer Jones' tears.
When I completed the final Season 5 I felt a void. I raced to my smartphone and searched for Season 6, and indeed another season seems to be in the works. I also discovered that Keith wrote his autobiography. I just finished the Kindle version and it more than filled my post-TGPT void.
Keith is as authentic on the printed page as he is on TGPT. His life and career have been a journey, and he lays it all out in vivid detail. We learn that Keith was a sensitive, gangling kid who loved to dance. He literally outgrew any future he may have had as a dancer and a teacher’s encouragement set him on a course to become a potter. Not one to sit and wait for things to happen, Keith found an apprenticeship and eventual employment in a pottery under the coarse tutelage of a couple journeymen potters who taught him the nuts and bolts of high-production pottery, and discipline he’d need to make a go of it. Outside of his demanding work at the pottery, he discovered another creative calling, forming a punk band called The Wigs. As lead singer, he made up for his lack vocal talent with NSFW performance antics that created a sensation and built loyal following. If only for a break or two, The Wigs might have been the next Sex Pistols.
Meanwhile, back at the pottery, his employers decided to pick up stakes and move north to less expensive climes and Keith decided to set out on his own, opening a small studio in London. His was a hand-to-mouth existence, but he hung in for well over a decade, churning out truckloads of inexpensive tableware and handling all aspects of his business, from deliveries to accounting. Necessity being the mother of invention, Keith branched out into higher-end, stylish products that were soon sold in fashionable London boutiques.
Keith’s big break occurred at a trade show when an entrepreneur walked into his life and offered to go partners on a stylish tableware line Keith called his “Word range," for which he stamped simple, evocative words like “love,” “relax,” and “sexy” into white porcelain china. Keith “handled the pots” and his new business partner “handled the pennies,” and the Word range took off. The Word range is now mass-produced in China and India, a blunt counterpoint to the artistic aspirations of hand-thrown ceramics. Keith shares lots of interesting insights about the history of pottery in those countries, as well as the UK's rich pottery tradition. Between his in-demand products and TGPT notoriety, Keith is living the dream. He doesn’t go into much detail about his TGPT experience – no behind-the-scenes gossip or shocking revelations – and that’s fine. Boy in a China Shop is as soft and smooth as a well-crafted ceramic bowl, just like TGPT.