It was the spring flowers that finally got me to add some color to my work, even though I've had a whole box of underglaze colors for months. There is something so joyful, and so fleeting, in the earliest spring blossoms that I knew I wanted to capture something of that. What better way than sketching directly on clay?
The pencil marks burn out in the firing, and it's always a bit of a surprise to see how the underglazes turn out.
And just so you know, all the pear blossoms were collected from this broken branch.