Driv­ing Creek Rail­way.

NZ Today - - LETTERS -

Th­ese­days Paul is a pot­ter and a train driver. He seems happy. Over the years un­told artists have worked on the rail­way, re­sid­ing nearby and sell­ing their pot­tery to vis­i­tors on site in the gift shop.

Barry Brick­ell re­cently opened a gallery de­signed by prom­i­nent Auck­land ar­chi­tect Ron Sang, show­cas­ing his im­pres­sive pri­vate collection. When an of­fer to meet Barry pre­sented it­self, I sim­ply couldn’t refuse. Hav­ing read about Barry over the years, a man who prefers to fly un­der the radar when­ever pos­si­ble, be­ing

able to spend some time with him was a priv­i­lege.

Led be­hind the gallery to a sun drenched an­nexe which ap­peared to dou­ble as both Barry’s liv­ing quar­ters and stu­dio, I re­ceived a sin­cere wel­come from Barry who pro­ceeded to teach me about the in­tri­ca­cies of the im­mer­sion jug, which I must ad­mit I was not fa­mil­iar with.

The sin­gle im­mer­sion el­e­ment heated one mug of hot wa­ter at a time. I was al­ready lov­ing Barry’s kind and ec­cen­tric na­ture as he made my brew be­fore ply­ing me with a con­tin­u­ous sup­ply of dry crack­ers.

Hav­ing downed tools from a clay piece he had been hap­pily sculpt­ing, I was con­scious of not tak­ing up too much of Barry’s time. I had the im­pres­sion he pre­ferred his own com­pany but was de­lighted to find the op­po­site was true.

Barry was a charm­ing host; he ticked me of­fre­peat­edly, al­beit with a sparkle in his eye for ask­ing too many ques­tions while in­sist­ing that I read the book, His Own Steam be­fore re­turn­ing for an­other visit.

Dur­ing the next ninety min­utes Barry’s tales en­thralled me.

Barry Brick­ell founder of Driv­ing Creek.

Driv­ing Creek en­gine driv­ers Paul & Paul.

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