We had been talking about it for years...
Might it possible to live a different kind of life? Simpler? More sustainable? More creative? We both worked in stressfull jobs; Chris as social worker/manager of mental health services, Michaela as a community worker. We had the usual financial pressures, a family growing fast, and time was sliding by. It came to the point where we knew that we had to just take a leap into the unknown. That was the beginning of seatree...
We aleady loved to create things. Michaela worked mainly in ceramics. Chris made things from wood, took photographs and wrote poetry. Seatree became a way to bring these elements together as a business.
Inspiration for what we make is never far away. We are based on the Cowal peninsula (if you have never been, why ever not?) We are blessed with wild seascapes, mountains, forests and beautiful empty beaches. Our work often deliberately seeks to engage with spirituality; the undefinable beautiful beyond.
Chris is also a long time blogger, writing around themes of spirituality, poetry, theology, ecology, politics and all sorts of other ways to get out of doing actual work...
By the way, the name seatree comes from a poem that Chris wrote a few years ago. Here it is;
High on the shore line
Above the storm berm
The winter sea gave out a pilgrim trunk
It was thrown up the beach
Like you or I might flick a pebble
The corpse of the old tree
Has been gnarled and shaped
By encounters with deep reefs
Where it rolled and shoaled with the fish
And bore the barnacles and wracks
Of the deep blue sea
Now it lies here
Like bone of leviathan
It has taken on the colours of the deep-
Red like the eye of a shark
Grey like the dripping tail of a whale
All faded a little by the blown sand
But jewelled instead by salt crystals
Drawn out in the low sun
Who knows where its roots are
Or what of its seed