Claypan: Brett Stone claypan
February 2022
Gazing out the plane windows on my once frequent flights to the west coast, there is an endless landscape of salt lakes and clay pans, and I have often thought of them as a vast table scattered with bowls. Dry crusted, saltbush fringed, windblown smooth.
I measure my daily life in bowls, from cereal, salad lunches and comfort food dinners, to the bowls of nuts, and cherries. My dog’s water bowl either spilled or filled.
A recent trip to the AGNSW’s Asian galleries reminded me of the universality and timelessness of bowls. A Tang turned foot, a Sung flared rim, al...
- Exhibition Catalogue View
