Huge Storms in Little Cups

In the light-filled pavilion, there's a sense of serenity that not even the booming chorus of All You Need Is Love from the '60s British art show downstairs can shatter. Displayed along glass cabinets usually reserved for sacred scroll paintings are mere pots of wood-fired clay. But through the alchemy of her kiln, Gwyn Hanssen Pigott has lent these objects a heavenly aura. Before your eyes, her luminous glazes seem to fade to white; porcelain lips quiver. When two Buddhist monks enter the room, they are drawn to the pieces like moths to a flame, which is hardly surprising. If Tasmania's...