"A mountain seen through snowy haze,
Leaves of tea, in a crackly glaze."
We are at the eve of completion. Other work starts after this one, preparing journeys abroad, and across this country, readying the studio for visitors, organizing the exhibition.
The brushstrokes on this one do resemble a far away Himalayan peak. A view from Darjeeling, through mist.
On the other side, the 'fog' of crackled Shino has overrun the cup. In time the tiny cracks darken. That process may be sped up, by soaking vessels in tea, but why rush it?
Let age come naturally to all things. Trees, prairies, tea-bowls too.
