7 × 5 x 4cm Raku fired small house.

“neat and tidy, tidy and neat” a phrase my Dad used to use all the time. About his possessions and his desk, car and wardrobe. He would navigate his way round the rest of the house with a vain hope that he would one day open a drawer in the kitchen without all of the unorganised contents gleefully springing out. The kitchen dresser heaved under a collection of plates, photographs and peculiar trinkets collected “along the way.”