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Barry Brickell is one of that small group of New Zealanders who have surrounded themselves, either by accident or by design, with the romantic aura of the artistic recluse.
The man alone.
Many recognise and perhaps even envy a certain glamour attached to a successful potter living in a remote area of the Coromandel coast.
On his property, where he can dig and mix his clays, Brickell makes his pots. As well as indulging in a passion for homemade railways.
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Barry Brickell, Potter
National Film Unit, 1970
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