It was so much fun squishing this flask. When I was flattening it, revelling in the softness of the clay, I thought, huh, maybe I should keep going, squish it even more. So I did. Pinching and squeezing it. The pot is hard now, fired to high stoneware temperatures but retains some of that moment. It feels good in the hand.
I like to take a flask of whisky on walks up hills, especially in Autumn and Winter. This one will fit easily in a backpack or day bag. It even saves you some weight and money because the dimples cut down the amount of whisky it can hold. You are welcome.
It was fired in Dan Finch’s wood kiln for several days. Lined with a glaze inside but unglazed outside. The highly varied surface is due to the wood ash and flame moving through the kiln, and the fact that it was fired on its side. I really like this one!