Visiting the Clay cellar in Brenchley is like entering a candy store; hundreds of different clays, glazes, brushes and tools…before you know it your car is stacked to the roof with stuff you just can’t live without. Well, my friends car, as it happens.
I found some intreaguing black clay and some grogged paper clay I am trying out; 
The beauty with paper clay is that you can add wet clay to dry which means you can keep building on the original work as you see fit. 
I am pushing the techniques as far as I can here. This is sculpture, Mother and Daughter, is a variation on an idea I have worked on in the past but everytime the sculpture cracked or broke apart. I’ll add the rest of the hair when the clay has dried out a bit and doesn’t sag under the weight. Third time lucky?
On the way home from the Claycellar we stopped at Scotney Castle 
to walk in the beautiful gardens, and to say hello the the old Henry Morre sculpture there. 
