David White was dedicated to his work – the alchemy of the clay was his life – but he never showed the slightest desire to be part of the ‘art world’.

He was the inveterate experimenter who revelled in the fact that no two pieces would ever be quite the same and that there would always be another surprise around the corner – another variant on a familiar form, another quirk of the glaze – that would delight him. For those who followed David’s work, the sheer unpredictability of his output was part of his great attraction as a potter. This exuberant spontaneity did not always endear him to everyone, however.

“David didn’t conform to what an ‘artist’ should be. He did what an artist shouldn’t do – his houses and mugs – artists can’t do things like that! They were looking for a ‘standardised’ art-piece type of product which the potter would then reproduce over and over again, each identical to the one before, possibly as limited editions, each piece painstakingly finished. David didn’t work like that at all. For him, every piece had to be different, he had constantly to be developing the new ideas that were constantly popping into his head.”
Tim Leyland