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Crete Senesi
$22.00
South of Siena the cultivated hills give out and the ground turns grey. This is mattaione, the floor of a sea that drained off about two and a half million years ago, ploughed into long bare waves every autumn. A handful of cypresses stand where someone planted them a century back, along the rise toward the abbey of Monte Oliveto Maggiore. In spring the wheat comes in green; by July it has gone the colour of straw, and then the clay is turned under again. Coaches slow on the road to Asciano, and most people roll a window down and go quiet.
Slowly infused into the ceramic surface under high heat and pressure, in our family studio in Knoxville, Tennessee.