Settle in among pomar's fruits.

Here, every piece grows from the quiet rhythm of the earth and the slow hands of the maker. The clay speaks for itself, alive and imperfect, leaving traces of its journey in every form.

A presence that invites reflection, wonder and the awareness that all that is true emerges gradually.

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I am Eva.

Clay entered my life at sixteen, at the António Arroio School of Arts, and never left. I studied Sculpture at the Faculty of Fine Arts, specialising in stone, but it was in returning to clay, in my final year, that a pomar was born.

Each piece I make is one of a kind, shaped by hand, without a wheel and without repetition. My work is guided by the memory of gesture, the simplicity of form and an intimate relationship with the material.

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