Exhibition

A straight-sided mug, thrown for the hand more than the shelf.

The rust glaze gathers where the wall meets the base, darker in the low places.

The wall widens as it rises, a belly that keeps the warmth a little longer.

Where the azure breaks over the rim, the glaze thins to the clay beneath.

No handle. The cup is meant to sit in the palm, its heat read through the wall.

Unmatched from one to the next, since each is thrown on its own.

Named for its surface, combed into fine vertical ridges, rough under the fingers.

Inside, the glaze pools smooth and still, coral or bamboo.

Pitchers gathered, in rust, azure, sand and bamboo.

One form, answered by many glazes.

Cups seen from above, each glaze meeting the same form differently.

A study kept for looking.

A shallow bowl, coral within, the glaze thinning to cream at the lip.

A bowl in a speckled blue glaze, finished with a terracotta rim.

A rounded mug in warm terracotta, glazed to the foot, caught in daylight.

A rounded mug in ash grey, the afternoon light doing half the work.

A rounded mug, oatmeal glaze over a warm body, thrown with a visible rib.

A plate combed at the rim and glazed teal within, an early study in the ridged surface.

A wide plate, bamboo pooling toward brown, speckled through with iron.

A plain plate, sand glaze, the clay speckling the surface.

A small plate in a soft blue-grey, the glaze pooling pale at the centre.

A pair of rounded mugs in azure, the glaze deepening where it gathers.

A rounded mug, bamboo over a pale body, glazed to the foot.

A tapered mug in speckled white, thrown with a visible rib.

A low bowl in a moss glaze that breaks toward brown at the rim.

Three tumblers, blue, rust and bamboo. Handleless, meant for the palm.

A wide plate, sand glaze, speckled where the iron in the clay comes through.

Three small bowls, combed on the outside and left rough, glazed smooth within.

Bamboo, coral and bare clay. The same hand, three endings.

Two bowls set down together, one coral, one left pale.

The combing runs to the foot and stops where the glaze begins.

Plates in coral, the rim combed into fine vertical ridges.

Stacked, the ridges catch the light in bands.

A tall flared form, combed from foot to rim, glazed a deep bamboo.

Held, it reads as texture before colour.

The smallest of the combed forms, glazed charcoal to the foot.

The ridges show only where the light crosses them.

The combed surface carried onto a mug, with a pulled handle left plain.

Rough to the fingers on the outside, glazed bamboo within, smooth at the lip.

Small pourers stacked one on the other, rust over sand.

The spout is pinched, not moulded, so no two pour quite alike.

A generous pitcher, the glaze running in wide bands around the belly.

Thrown heavy at the base so it sits steady when full.

The base of a mug, unglazed, stamped before the first firing.

Every piece carries it. It is the last thing the maker does and the first thing the clay keeps.