I am still living and dreaming ferns and clay. While walking across the East Hill in lemon afternoon sunlight, I imagine a bronze age settlement alive with people and horses. A woman from the camp walks towards me across the bracken. Her shape is dark against the sun but I know she is smiling.
When I got home I made a ceramic torso with a fern from the hills. I daubed a thin coat of manganese oxide on her body and made the fern bright green using copper oxide and transparent glaze. The size is 50cm x 35 cm and she is made to hang on the wall. I have made the torso look as though it has been recently unearthed from some archaeological dig with holes and cracks incorporated in the design.