Moon Jar — The Silence of Wild Clay

The clay for this moon jar was gathered on Fanø — a piece of the Wadden Sea itself. When I hold it in my hands, I can almost sense the tides that shaped it, the quiet rhythm of the seabed, and the salt carried by the wind.

I wanted to preserve that raw energy. So I built the form slowly, letting the material decide its own balance. While the surface was still damp, I brushed it with a porcelain slip I had made — a fine white skin resting over the coarse, dark body beneath. It’s a meeting between two worlds: the fragile and the grounded, the luminous and the deep.

What I love about this piece is its calm insistence — the way it stands, almost silent, yet so present. There’s something honest in its simplicity, something constant and enduring.

It reminds me that beauty often lives in the quiet things — in the materials, in the rhythm of hands shaping clay, and in the stories that the earth whispers back.