Sunday, February 10, 2013

Wind Blown

"Tumble, tumbleweed, tumble through my hart..."

It feels like the South Easter hasn't let go for weeks. My garden is dried out, the Cape is dusty and everyone is feeling a bit frazzled, but in the quiet space of the pottery studio even that can be inspirational. I've been wanting to make this platter for a while with a beautiful photograph as reference but I kept on forgetting to bring it and in the end the drawing came straight from the heart and not the head.

Detail of the tumbleweed sketch


tjou-tjou said...

dis pragtig. ek kan voel hoe skarrel die tolbos deur my hart... x

Heloise said...

Dankie skat :)