Back home, I remember people and their lives more then sights. I am always more curious to see how craftsmen work then lie on the beach. Hearing story of a castle I see lives of people in the landscape around. We enjoyed stay in the area very much. It was great to watch how local potters throw on the weel. It was factinating to see how glassblower is blowing in to a pipe, creating wonderful vase. Farmers in walnut orchard are picking up this year's wealth. There are goats on slope and goats cheese on the table. Driving thru vineyard in the morning we enjoyed red wine during evening.
The clay is mined by Dordogne River and it was joy to try work with it there. Such joy that I asked Meyssac potter Laetitia to give me chunk of this "Dordogne treasure" to try it at home. I am looking forward to see how my hands and our kiln are going to deal with it. At the top of my head I have few tea pots named "French Autumn" (I know, not too inventive...). And the process have already started. So please, curious reader, be patience and stay tune.
Thank you for reading...
Nice post, nice photos, Petr. It's always good to keep things simple whether in the big city or in the idyllic countryside. Here in Bangkok, I wait for the ensuing flood enjoying what I have around me and drinking tea alone or with friends. Ahoj.
ReplyDeleteDear Ho Go, I am glad that enjoyed the post. I wish you and your friends leniency from Chao Phraya river - as far as it can be.
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