Slieve League

The cliffs at the western end of Donegal Bay, among the highest sea cliffs in Europe. The rock falls nearly two thousand feet to the Atlantic, layered in rust and quartzite and slate. Locals know the road up to Bunglass, where the view opens and the sea is too far below to hear. The weather decides the colour. A passing squall pulls one set of tones, the late sun another. The old pilgrim path runs along the top toward One Man's Pass. Nobody hurries here. The wind is the only thing in a rush.

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