Clare Island

The island that sits at the mouth of Clew Bay, on the long western edge of Ireland. Eight kilometres of green and a single mountain. Knockmore drops the back half of itself into the Atlantic in a wall of cliffs. Grace O'Malley kept her boats here in the sixteenth century, when she controlled this whole stretch of coast. The ferry from Roonagh is fifteen minutes; the island stays the length of time it always has. People come for the cliffs and the medieval abbey paintings and the small light at the harbour, and they stay an extra day because the weather decided.

Slowly infused into the ceramic surface under high heat and pressure, in our family studio in Knoxville, Tennessee.