Paul Davis is a portrait of concentration as he swishes glaze from a wooden ladle onto a plate.

‘I really want it to have the look of melting snow,’ the potter says, as he watches the rivulet flow across the clay.

In this moment, Davis knows he is pouring out not just the thick liquid, but also his heart and a faith in spontaneity. He has created this moment from the sum of his skills, his vast experience and imagination, but where this moment leads not even the master potter can be sure. Which excites him.