Black Pottery
Pottery is charm a shape nicely a vase, an urn, a
holdall for ash and plant. Earthenware may not be
strange in colour if cooked in dirt and fire, there need not be distress if the
clay cools to black; black pottery not painted, not strange if change is taking
place in the kiln. Colour is cunning in nature. So then, the order is round,
pear-shaped or statue; life-size is something suggesting honour, a founder of
factory and home. It is not disappointing to visit, it is not, it is so
rudimentary to analyse and see fine art lovingly lovingly held in masterly
hands, it is, it is earnest and stuttering to be art, to remain art, to remain
not as loss but worthy of its cause and sign. The perfect way to preserve is to
buy its shape and post the solid vase in a corner window or under an arbor of
roses where a rose is a rose and black pottery is back and black is back.