This is one of those moments, when certain actions fall impulsively into place.
I was in the process of creating under plates for some bowls I have made, and at the same time having some scrap white clay around. I punched and rolled the white clay into thin flat sheets. The pancakes were rolled up. Why?, It was the first idea, adhering the first roll onto the plate sparked the action to paste another roll. Two round objects, it does not matter where you notice it, it will always be interpreted as eyes! Cutting a mouth formulated the face and for the moment I was happy!
The red glaze is a symbol for passion, and the drama it creates when in contrast with black is intensely powerful.
The white eyes seems to be binoculars, searching the horizon for the unknown. The white face is the glaze before firing. I used the lines around the mouth to accentuate a possible message. The lines have vanished with the melting of the glaze, making the eyes more prominent in the red tile.
I like all three tiles, for different reasons. I enjoyed creating these at each stage, the dynamics happen so fast in succession, that the face actually create itself from what ever impulse surrounding “us” at that time.
