I was hankering after a mudlark- which has become my antidote to the slavery of work. Failed to ensnare husband in this part of the plan. He was quite emphatic, pointing out he wants to make pottery not pick up old pieces.
Bounced down the road excited about our day. As the bus jerked its way over tarmac darkened with wet, noticed almost everyone was dressed in something black. Loose low grey clouds were moving purposefully in the shots of sky framed by London architecture. Funny time of year this – feels too warm and green leaved to be Autumn, but the slanted light, evenings drawing in and greying weather all say otherwise. Autumn is the first season which has made itself present on the foreshore.
I was the first down there today. The tide was going out so fast it threw up small waves. I took some photos of my first finds in situ for Paige from Florida, who has been wondering...
|Mudlarking Finds In Situ|
First find was this chucky stoneware piece with relief moulding of vine leaves and grapes clutching the top, I suspect from mid 19th Century.
|Mudlarking Find: White Stoneware with Vines|
|Mudlarking Find: Delftware|
|Mudlarking Find: bottle with cork|
I clearly picked up rather a lot in an hour, more of the same really clay pipes, glass bottle necks, handles, strainer, quite few 'browns' including slipware, stoneware and what I suspect are very old tiles. The blues are westerwald, delft, transferware, spongeware, porcelain....
|Mudlarking Finds: Pottery shards, glass and clay pipes|
|Giuseppe Penone's Spazio di Luce, Whitechapel Gallery|
|Maurizio Cattelan at Whitechapel Gallery|