‘Growth rings inscribe

inside each shell

the markers of a former life.

This shell, my skin,

outers a life

still stretched

still lived in.’

This simple jug features a line from the poem ‘Shelter’ from the book ‘Shell‘ by Olive Senior, recommended by a lovely, literary lady from Kingston who came to our workshop at the Jamaica Inn.

The vase opening has been delicately hand sculpted into the shape of a conch shell, and has a beautiful pour…

The small lucine shells following the verse were collected by us from the hotels beach, giving the jug its name, Lucine! It may not be practical to have such delicate shells adorning a vase, but it sure is beautiful, please be gentle when cleaning this piece.

Size - 25.5 cm

Profits from all pieces in the Jamaica Inn collection go to the White River Fish Sanctuary