Old valley lore tells of tiny woodland faeries who saddle plump, round quail, holding fast behind jaunty curved plumes as the feathered steeds trot through the dewey pasture grass. I painted A Procession of Quail to honour that sweet countryside magic, picturing our valley covey carrying their hidden companions home in single file.

Bring a piece of this gentle folklore home today to begin your collection, and keep checking back at our virtual cupboards as more bowls, jugs, and platters step out of the kiln to join the parade.