1 Work in Jug Face (2013)
It wasn’t even a jug. It was a plate, painted with a ring of trees seen from above, and glazed with a dark green wash that suggested deepest shadow. It made him cold to look at it. He must be going crazy, throwing and painting and firing without even seeing what he was doing. He didn’t have the excuse of the Pit. It wasn’t no one’s doing but his own, and if anyone saw it, there might be questions he wouldn’t be able to answer. Because it was the Pit’s clearing. But there wasn't no Pit to be seen.