A muted palette this week.
I've been doing a lot of cut leather work and adding it to the front of La Pachamama Santa Maria's cape. The cream and beige pieces here (hopefully) echo sting rays and feathers alike as they tumble to the seaweed.
The pit firing was spectacular. It was entrancing. And as you can see, the whispering pots that came out of it were beautiful. The salt flashed red and orange on the surface. The pit also yielded onyx-like blackness on some beads.
The creamier coloured beads were brushed with a simple willow ash paste, which formed a natural glaze in the electric kiln.
So I'm about to jump the plane to Orkney in half an hour, to experience the land and peoples who invented the technology that I've been exploring on this project. Expect lots of pictures of standing stones and rock carvings next week....