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All pottery pieces & sculptures are handmade, unique, bespoke & one of a kind. Sculpting clay is a form of expressing my love- it's love made visible.

14/10/2026

Sunday morning. 06:00. The universe said, “Hold my b**r.”
I had ONE coffee & absolutely NO idea I was about to host a pottery heist in my pyjamas. 😂

I posted: “If you missed out yesterday, let me know.
There are still pieces available in Pretoria.”

06:45. “Lexi mou, I was so busy yesterday I had no time
to shop! What do you have?”

I sent 3 pictures. “Ooooh, I’ll take them!
What else have you got?”

I took a sip of coffee & started unpacking 1 box.
“I LOVE those. I’ll take them too! What else have you got?”

Ladies & gentlemen, we had officially entered the danger zone. My remaining pieces stood no chance!!

1 more box. More photos. Videos flying back & forth. My poor godmother’s house had officially become XoXoPottery headquarters, while we were BOTH still in our PJs. 🤣
Who needs a showroom when you have WhatsApp & questionable self-control?

Remember that little moment of disappointment about the remaining 20%? Well, the universe clearly said,
“Hold my b**r, babes this one needs humbling!”

I was humbled very quickly, in the most beautiful way, reminded to have faith & stop being so hard on myself &
quite frankly, stop being a brat!

BOOOOOOM! 15 more of my babies sold right there
on the floor, while I was still in my PJs, before 9am. 🤭
Zero makeup. Zero planning.
Maximum sales.
Someone call Forbes.
I accept awards in my slippers.

Then came a box reshuffle, a lovely lunch with my family &
off to the airport. I’ve got a kiln to unpack!
From pottery peddler to airport passenger in record time. ✈️
Those 72 hours packed a mighty punch🧿🙏🏽

My heart is bursting with joy, contentment & gratitude. Reconnecting with so many people I grew up with during my years upcountry was its own kind of magic.

People see the pottery, but not always the hours of making, packing, loading, transporting & setting up that go into it.
It’s a labour of love, and weekends like this remind me just
how lucky I am to do what I do.

To every single person who came, hugged me, supported me, bought a piece, followed along or simply made the effort to be there… THANK YOU. Truly.

Peace out, Pretoria. ✌🏽
You were F£%king sensational!
I’ll be back🧿

13/10/2026

I can’t believe I haven’t popped up in Pretoria for SIX YEARS! By Saturday morning, I was amped, excited &
REARING TO GO!

Familiar faces appeared, hugs were exchanged, stories were shared, & more of my babies found their forever homes.

But the BIGGEST honour?
Around 70% of buyers ALREADY OWN multiple pieces of mine. They’ve collected XoXoPottery for YEARS, travelling to my Johannesburg popups or having their treasures couriered to them.

People who’ve been collecting my work for years & STILL coming back for more. 🥹
Knowing my handmade pieces have become part of people’s homes & collections means more than I can say.

Watching longtime followers become first-time buyers is equally thrilling! Seeing what catches their eye & which pieces prompt the loudest “OH MY GOODNESS, I MUST HAVE IT!” never gets old.

By 4pm, 80% of my pieces had sold.
EIGHTY PERCENT!

You’d think I’d be levitating above my trestle tables, right?
I was BUZZING. But, in true Lexi fashion, my brain decided to conduct a performance review of the remaining 20%.

“Why didn’t you sell, my babies?
Is it me?
Is it you?
Do we need a meeting?” 😂

Enter my godmother, reminding me to U-TURN before I crashed into an irrational encounter with imposter syndrome.

A quick reality check later, I remembered EIGHTY PERCENT OF MY WORK HAD JUST SOLD IN ONE DAY.
Sometimes you need someone to point out
the bloody obvious. 🤣

We packed up exhausted but happy.
My feet were on fire, I hadn’t sat down once,
I was running on fumes. My godmother stayed by my side all day & deserves a medal. Or a lifetime supply of pottery. ❤️

Thankfully, I have wonderful stockists upcountry:
The Brooklyn Flower Shop in Pretoria and Ola Mati in Johannesburg for smaller/medium pieces, & The Viewing Room Gallery for my larger sculptural work. My remaining babies have another chance to find their forever homes.

6 years away from Pretoria, and THIS was the welcome
I received. Familiar faces, longtime collectors, new customers, hugs, conversations & love for my work.
I went home with tired feet, fewer pieces & a VERY full heart.

What a day, Pretoria. What a DAY. 🧿💙

(Now there’s still Sunday 😂To be continued…)

12/10/2026

Where do I start? Do I start with how incredible
the popup was, or how I’m feeling right now?
Either way, the two are very much intertwined.

Unless you’ve ever packed 140+ irregularly shaped ceramic pieces that absolutely refuse to stack neatly into one another, boxed them up & sent them across the country (or the world), you have NO IDEA what’s involved.

My pre-packing planning starts weeks in advance,
scouting for boxes like it’s an Olympic sport.
Then there’s Kevin from The Courier Guy, who has safely delivered 4 of my big shipments upcountry. When I hear, “Don’t worry, Lexi, I’ve got eyes on your boxes,”
I somehow breathe a little easier.

I also attach little love notes to the box handles saying, “FRAGILE. These are my babies!” alongside enough fragile stickers to probably cover an entire warehouse.
But you know… OCD, control issues & a healthy
dose of ceramic-induced anxiety.

Everything arrived safe & sound bar ONE casualty.
ONE smashed to smithereens!

When you’re sending nearly 200 pieces & only one meets its untimely demise, I consider those odds pretty bloody good.
So I thanked the packing gods and declared,
“I’m done now. I’ve paid the toll!”

Then came setup. Sjoe!

Pretoria was 33°C IN THE SHADE. I’m convinced
I reignited my Greece tan while standing indoors.

5 hours later, with my godmother officially recruited as an XoXoPottery groupie, we were DONE. I should mention we’d been so excited to see each other the night before that we chatted until 1am. So between the heat, very little sleep & possibly a slight Sauvignon Blanc hangover, things got interesting.

I’d thought 3 trestle tables would be plenty. HA delusional Lexi!
Reality rudely introduced itself & suddenly I needed 4… possibly 5.

I’d poured absolutely EVERYTHING into this body of work over the previous months. Seeing it all displayed, with the cohesive story I’d been carrying around in my head finally becoming visible to other people, was incredibly fulfilling.

I walked out on Friday afternoon feeling genuinely
proud of myself & XoXoPottery.
Saturday morning arrived, I loudly declared:
“IT’S SHOWTIME, BABY! LET’S GO!!!”🧿

To be continued in tomorrow’s post..

08/10/2026

Don’t miss this….

06/10/2026

All these pieces, and many more, live in the home of one very special collector… and to say I feel honoured is an understatement.

Over the years, he has collected and purchased so many
of my pieces that I’ve genuinely lost count.
Some have found their way into his own home,
while others have been lovingly chosen as gifts for friends, family and colleagues.

And then, every now and again, I receive photographs like these… and my heart absolutely overflows.

I love seeing my little pottery babies out in the world, living their very best lives imaginable. Surrounded by art, colour, beautiful things, creative expression and, most of all, LOVE.

There is something incredibly special about knowing that pieces I once shaped with my own hands have become
part of someone else’s story, their home and their
everyday life.

This is the magic of making. 🤍
I think I’ll never quite get used to how lucky I am to see
where my little pieces end up. ✨

05/10/2026

Xoxopottery Quotes
Life is a mirror… 🫶🏽

30/09/2026

Originality 🤍

I’ve had my own encounters with copycats.
That awful feeling when you see something you’ve designed, created and poured yourself into suddenly appearing somewhere else looking suspiciously familiar.
I’ve even had people using text and sentences
directly from my posts 🤣
And honestly? Rising above it isn’t always easy.
Sometimes maturity means taking the high road.
Sometimes it means desperately wanting to slap
someone with a wet fish. It stings initially but I move past it rather quickly.. (after a few strong choice words of course!)

But it’s made me think a lot about originality.
We live in a world of non stop image flooding, endless inspiration and information at our fingertips.
We absorb everything around us. Pinterest boards, colours, shapes, words, ideas. We learn, experiment, borrow, reinvent and evolve.

So where does inspiration end and imitation begin?

For me, there is a line. Being inspired by someone’s work is one thing. Taking their artistic voice, design or creation and claiming it as your own is something entirely different.

Perhaps the questions we should ask ourselves are:
What is my voice? How do I express it?
What do I stand for?
What makes my work mine?

Because originality isn’t necessarily about creating something nobody has ever seen before. It’s about putting you into it. Your hands, your stories, your mistakes, your obsession, your weird little ideas and your fingerprints. Literally, in my case. 🤎

Someone can copy what you make, but they can’t copy why you make it. They can’t copy your story, your journey or the years of becoming.

The creatives who endure aren’t necessarily the ones who did it first. They’re the ones who made it theirs.

People don’t always buy what you make.
They buy why you make it.

So keep making. Keep evolving.
Keep being unapologetically, wonderfully, imperfectly you.
That’s the bit nobody can copy.

xoxo 🤍

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