Every now and then I get the urge to throw a pot, occasionally at a wall, but mostly on a wheel. I’m not sure I’d be any good at it, but I love the feel of cold clay in my hands, and I’m pretty sure I could manage a pot. Besides, imperfections add charm, at least that’s what I would tell myself. I really like the work of Australian ceramic artist Sharon Muir. Her pieces are pretty close to perfect, actually. And the bold black and white graphics are so punchy against the richness of red terracotta.