Ceramics

 

I speak of running fluent tides

Filling bubbling rock pools with swirling rings

Of cobalt, thick, between layered layering

 

Tales of sea washed pebbles, ice smooth,
ice grey, ice green.

Echo each ripple in circular sequence

Forms forming fine linear rings fall into
concave ceramic shallows.

Circumfluent undulations break into voids,

Fracture into droplets.

 

I tell of tumbling tides, rolling waves,

Pulling currents and ebbing seas

Of clay formed popples.

 

 

Paintings

 

Exhibitions