Saturday morning and the Aberystwyth Arts Centre is teeming with little girls. Hundreds of them, their tiny squirming pigeon-breasted forms made all the more slippery in pink, turquoise and mauve Lycra, skipping, running and squealing. The noise, ricocheting off the walls, is deafening. Downstairs the glass doors of the Ceramics Gallery have been opened wide […]
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