‘I did not expect to survive,
earth suppressing me. I didn't expect
to waken again, to feel
in damp earth my body
able to respond again, remembering
after so long how to open again
in the cold light
of earliest spring--’

The early spring snowdrops are so brief, so why not honour them year round with this ode to the snowdrop!

The figures are tentatively stepping into the new season, careful not to tread on the blanket of flowers. The poem excerpt featured is from Louise Glück ‘Snowdrops’.

Hand coil built by Dom and hand decorated with underglaze pencil, copper carbonate and underglaze. There is some bubbling/imperfections in the glaze, they are pictured in the closeups and the price reflects these imperfections.

38cm tall