Some of the shards I find on the shore surprise me when I learn their age.
Ceramics are chemically stable and maintain their original colors and glazes even when tumbling on the seabed or buried underground.
These shards are "fragments of history" ... I wonder about the meals served, the flowers they held, the mantels they decorated so many years ago.
They'll be set, grouted and framed into backsplashes, shrines, and furniture. I've also got a vision of making tiles from these shards.
This week is the deadline for me to apply to go to an artists' retreat for 2 weeks to study with a master tile maker in North Carolina.
