When you throw the clay you literally have little idea how the end product will look and feel… not even when you glaze. Well, at least, I don’t. Or perhaps, not yet. And I love that. Reminds me of my days in the dark room. One used to wait eagerly to see how the picture would finally emerge on paper, the wait for the ceramics to emerge from the kiln is almost similar, for me.
Some of my recent work: