Berries

Back in the Netherlands - we’re speaking childhood here- we used to pick wild blackberries in our neighborhood woods. They grew everywhere and so did the thorns. Heavily scratched we returned with containers full to start jamming. We made hundreds of pots through the years.

The blackberries still grow in that local forest, and to this date every summer families run into the woods with empty containers to return with them filled to the brim. And lots of scratches- the thorns keep up to their task.

To my sweet surprise I discovered that Virginia is a U-pick heaven with an abundance of all kinds of berries. I did my fair share of jamming here.
So when I started my clay career, it was only a matter of time before the berries appeared on my pots. It’s continuing series with just strawberries or just blueberries or mixed together in various color variations.