Sometimes I love to do a ceramic piece.
I grew up being neighbour of a Mucubal tribe in the North of Namibe desert and the only white kid among these wonderful people.
For them, working with clay was more than a craft to feed an hardware need.
I suppose that Mucubal bowls and mystic icons still live in my mind.
I simply try to give substance to the reminiscence of those glorious days.
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