A half slip-cast and half hand-built porcelain pot, decorated with a traditional Chinese porcelain glaze and a granite rock from the Cairngorms.

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This piece is connected to important memories from my journey across the Cairngorms. I was walking towards the Corrour bothy on the evening of day 2 when the path went straight through the Luibeg Burn. I didn’t really question whether there was another way across the river since Scotland is well known for its river crossings. I was tired and the only thing I wanted was to be on the other side. The river was looking quite dangerous after all the spring storms but I decided to go for it. I found a long enough stick and started making my way through. The water was reaching the tops of my thighs, I was barely standing. But my mind was clear and slow. I was stepping slowly and precisely. I was stupid to go through, but luck stayed on my side and I got to the other bank. Never in my life have I experienced a similar feeling. The happiness of being alive overflowed me. As steady as I was while crossing the river, afterwards I was shaking and hyperventilating. It sounds awful but it was an amazing feeling. As cliche as it might sound, I felt high on life. Only when I got to the bothy, I found out there was a bridge a mile up the path, because of idiots like me. It was a great feeling, but one I don’t wish to relive.