My latest work involves trees. I grew up drawing them. I've always loved trees, especially bare trees. Leafless, old trees. There was something mystical about a lone tree standing in a field of grass. I remember a tree in the Florida Keys, rising out of shallow water in some salty lagoon. It had died long ago, but its skeleton remained standing. The tree at left stands alone in a field across from Avery Pottery and Tile Works, the location of my first pottery shop, Wild Rose Pottery.
The ancient Celts loved trees. They saw them as a source of wisdom and hope, an enduring link between the upper and lower worlds, a reminder of the eternal cycle of seasons. The picture at right is a closeup of my large platters with tree motif.
Here's one of my vases with the tree motif. The raw clay is left exposed and an oxide stain is used to accentuate the motif. The glaze is Celtic Green.