Here's the new generation of limpets. These are in unfired porcelain so they're still fragile and dusty and I have to watch out when I open the curtains each morning. I really like them at this stage: if I decide I don't like the shape of this one or that (I'm aspiring for a very particular shape: not too scalene, not too equilaterial, not too pointy, not too bulgy) I can crush them into a tupperware tub of water and melt them down to wet clay again. A sort of life cycle. At some point I'll bite the bullet and fire them.
Limpet fever. At least I'm not the only one...
Long Live the Limpet
Did you eat one of Neil, Skipper of the Good Shepherd's roasted limpets at the Puffin Club ceildhe on Fair Isle? I wonder if this was the inspiration?All best, Stephanie
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