Today we’d like to introduce you to Evi Louka.
Evi, we appreciate you taking the time to share your story with us today. Where does your story begin?
Hello, I’m EviI make things with clay — small things, quiet things, colorful things.
Things that carry stories and steal smiles.
I shape them with my hands, and I think a part of my heart ends up in each one.Urban Pottery Studio grew slowly, tenderly — like most of the beautiful things in life. What started as a table full of sketches and muddy fingertips has become a world of hand-built ceramics that speak with fish and figs and stripes and suns.Some are bold and cheeky.
Some are soft and sentimental.
Most are inspired by the sea, by summer, by the Mediterranean — not the postcard version, but the real one: salty, sun-faded, full of charm and contradictions.Travel feeds my work.
A weathered wall in Naples, a sunset over white rooftops in Santorini, a quiet street in Marseille — each place leaves me with colors and rhythms I carry back into clay.
Sometimes clearly, sometimes secretly.I don’t follow trends. I follow emotion. I believe in everyday magic, in imperfection, in humor, in golden details that catch the light.
I believe that a dish or a tile or a tiny plate can be a companion. A quiet kind of joy. A small anchor.My work is for people who notice things.
Who enjoy rituals.
Who want to live among objects that feel personal — because they are.What do I want to give you?
Something joyful.
Something honest.
Something that makes you stop for a second and smile.That was the story.
Can you talk to us a bit about the challenges and lessons you’ve learned along the way. Looking back would you say it’s been easy or smooth in retrospect?
Ceramics teaches you quickly that nothing is smooth — literally and metaphorically.
Things crack. Glazes misbehave. Kilns do their own thing. But beyond the clay, the harder part has been navigating the rhythm. The solitude. The emotional weather that comes with being a one-woman studio — no backup, no manual, no guarantees. I’ve had to learn how to protect my time, my energy, and my joy.
There were moments where I doubted everything. Where a failed batch felt like a personal failure. Where silence after a restock made me question my voice. But over time, I learned to trust the process — and myself. Now I know: the struggle isn’t the exception. It’s part of the language.
As you know, we’re big fans of you and your work. For our readers who might not be as familiar what can you tell them about what you do?
My relationship with clay is a long conversation — sometimes fluid, sometimes stubborn. What began as curiosity grew into a practice that blends craft with intuition. I’m not interested in churning out products. I’m interested in creating objects that feel alive — pieces that invite touch, carry presence, and fit into someone’s life like they’ve always belonged there. I work slowly, by hand, in small batches. Each piece reflects where I am, what I’ve seen, and how I’m feeling — even if that’s not immediately visible. Color, shape, texture — they all become part of a quiet vocabulary. Not to shout, but to stay.
Risk taking is a topic that people have widely differing views on – we’d love to hear your thoughts.
Risk isn’t just jumping off cliffs. Sometimes it’s saying no when everyone expects yes. Sometimes it’s choosing to grow slower. Sometimes it’s putting your whole self into a tray and sending it to someone you’ll never meet, hoping it makes them feel something.
Working with clay trains you for risk — it’s full of cracks and unknowns. But it also rewards trust, patience, and presence. So yes, I take risks. Quiet ones, but they shape everything.
Contact Info:
- Website: https://evilouka.carrd.co/
- Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/urban_pottery/
Image Credits
Evi Louka – Urban Pottery
