Fire and Earth
Jan 22 2022
I don't know the difference
between stoneware, porcelain, pottery.
This I leave to the artisans,
with their hands in clay
and heads bent over the wheel.
Anyway, my preferred word is earthenware.
Its muted colours
organic shapes.
Its reassuring weight
and thick substantial handle.
Its roughly textured surface,
as compelling to the eye
as it is to the touch.
I cup it firmly
in two steady hands,
run my fingers
over its hard impervious glaze.
But never glossy
only eggshell and matte.
Hand thrown, and one-of-a-kind.
I cradle the mug
of hot black coffee
in two cold hands.
It grounds me
imparts a feeling of calm.
I bring it close to my face,
inhaling the earthy scent
of dark chocolate
bright citrus
roasted nuts.
The provenance
of found materials
dug from the ground.
Human ingenuity,
and the ancient art
of fire and earth.
And perfectly suited to its use;
nothing more, nothing less.
An everyday object
with the permanence of clay
and the timeless beauty
of something simple, and unadorned.
An empty vessel,
unembellished
and true to itself.
There was a feature on contemporary Canadian design in this weekend's Globe. One category was housewares, and the pictures I've reproduced here really caught my eye. This is the work of Dawn Middleton, whose studio is located in Picton On, and called The YE11OW Studio.
I love the rich but subdued finish of these objects. And I dislike ornamentation and embellishment. Rather I like simple design with clean uncluttered lines. There is also something about clay that appeals: its earthiness, as well its long and enduring history in human civilization.
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