Quiet Achiever
In a batch of two-kilogram showpieces, folded waves and glaze mutinies, one cup kept its head down and simply became excellent. Speckled oatmeal clay, a gentle bell of a body, fine throwing lines circling like contour marks on a well-walked hill — and the faintest wisps of pale blue where a glaze drifted past on its way to louder pieces. It holds a drink. It fits a hand. It asks for nothing. Somebody sensible is going to love it best of all.
- Fuss Generated
- None
- Drama
- Politely declined
- Speckles
- Earned, every one
- Award Speech
- "Just doing my job"
- Long-term Prognosis
- Favourite mug
