This lovely bowl incorporates original poetry by Chris.
The wet clay is rolled out to the correct thickness and the design is drawn on, along with the hand-stamped letters. For the first drying stage the bowl is dried in a mold while protected so it doesn’t dry to quickly and crack. Once it has started drying, it is taken out of the bowl very carefully as this is when it is at its most delicate. Once finally dry the bowl is fired then glazed and fired again.
The bowl has a 17.5 cm diameter.
The poem featured in this bowl is one that has become a favourite. Here it is in full..
There is a goodness that rises like
Sap in spring trees
In you and even
Rising like salt tears
Is wrenched and torn
By a glimpse of the pain
Behind your smile
It is there in the small things
The turning of tide of the day from
To tip toe flow
And the alchemy
Of brown tea
Mixed in steaming water