Summer
Summer, it turns me upside down
Summer, summer, summer
It's like a merry-go-roundI see you under the midnight
All shackles and bows
The high shoes with the cleats a-clickin'
A temperamental glowThe Cars . Magic. (1984)
Our latest kiln results have a similar feeling - of both fresh summer sky and midnight blues. Grey Clays wreathed with watercolour stains, and blended clays of earth and sand tones.
A little bit of a mixture, but magical nevertheless.
