Making pots

Dashing in for a quick post. I had all intentions on writing some long meandering something about zen and pots and clay and such. An early morning call from a neighbor with car issues, sudden inspiration on the ending of a the novel I call myself working on, a call from Dad (a small lego wall)  and a few work requests have all put in a dent in that plan.

So in lieu of said zen post, I offer you this.

Pottery class this Sunday was awesome, I stayed an additional hour after class to practice, wished I could have remained all day. There is something so ridiculously peaceful and meditative about it. I'm the only beginner in my class, so sometimes I get impatient to do the things I see my awesome classmates doing - but all things in time, right? Instructor says I'm moving along pretty quickly, and she's pretty pleased with my work. I promised I would snap a few photos and share them with you, and here they are. The two bowls I created on Sunday, still wet and restings on their bats.

They won't be glazed or fired for several weeks yet. They still need trimming and smoothing, and I'll have to wait for them to dry first to start that. Next week I'm going to start working on cups. I love this more than I could possibly convey in this short-ish post. It's birthing all sorts of dreams and new roads to consider. (I got big dreams!!!! Dreams I tell ya!) But more on that much later. For now...bring on the learnin'.