I have often been told I got brown down. It is comment about brown pots that lack the pretty colours of flowers and the bright lights of New York City. . This brown pot has an energy about it I know exists and only some would recognize. I know it was made on my Lockerbie kick wheel and fired in my train kiln on it's side. I know it was the kick wheel because of the slow moving finger marks. It had feldspar chunks wedged into the clay so throwing fast would have ripped my hands to shreads. This pot was in the collection of my friends Ron and Hester Meyers. They moved into town and left their bigger home and studio in the country. The house was full to the brim with pots including Voulkos, Reitz, Simon, Audio, Hindes and many of the All Stars of Clay as well as many of pots from those in the mud pits wherever they travelled. Anthony Schaller Gallery provides a service for the secondary art market. In other words they sell peoples collections for them. It is a valuable service for those of us pot collectors that want someones work from a certain time period or from potters no longer with us. A collector from Long Island(name with held as a courtesy) bought this bottle from Schaller. It is a pot that the likes of Ron and he see life in. It ain't all the pretty colours of the rainbow. It ain't smooth and light. But what it does do as my collector friend says "As interesting as your vase is as a ceramic object, it is so much more fabulous when it is performing the function for which you created it. Studio ceramics can be attractive as objects, but if they cannot perform their task well, the mark is missed. This vase is a knockout. Look how it seets off this simple array of hydrangea flowers. There is some magic there!!!" Thank you for letting me relive this pot with such a tasteful display of flowers and for your fine observation.