For our conversation Katharine Morling pulls up a couple of quirky, unmatched wooden chairs on castors, which if translated into clay would not look out of place in one of her monochromatic installations. One chair - its painted white surface rubbed away over time - had belonged to her grandmother and was given to Morling by her mother when she moved into her first flat in Cornwall. 'It's gone through all these transitions, it carries the history of me.'
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