Ornery, sick four-year-old means we still haven't gotten out of the house on this utterly beautiful 50-degree day before the nasty cold sets in for the week. My mood has seen better moments. I hope I make it through MLK Day, alone with The Maw, without doing further damage to my record as a parent. :-P We were going to get her sewing machine today. Her tantrums have scuttled that plan.
Relic of my four-hour sanity refuge at pottery yesterday.
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You're so talented. *is in awe*
I guess that's what pottery is...?
Except my teacher tried to give me a tutorial on wheel throwing yesterday and hoooo boy, I sucked. I was terrible. Good thing there are forms of pottery that don't have to look polished. *phew*
ETA: Wait wait! I'm supposed to say thank you! Thank you! <3
Edited at 2013-01-20 11:18 pm (UTC)
So, yes, that's what pottery is. *grins*
Also, I've never been comfortable with the wheel, so I hear you. In retrospect I think what would have made me even happier with life than I am would have been not to go to university but to apprentice as a potter.
Anyway, you're welcome. I really like that piece.
Nice platter. My crowning achievement was a baked potato in 9th grade.
And...it kind of goes, thematically, with the lemon bowls or plates and citrus pockets I have planned...
The dish is beautiful!
Throwing is about centering.
Centering may seem to be about technique and strength, but it's actually about being centered.
I suspect that a brief break from The Maw during a rough patch does not have a snowball's change in hell of being enough for you to find your center. I remember. Everything you start to throw and discard and center and re-center (and still discard) will, whether your head is in it, speak to your muscles about what is expected of them. Once your head is there, your muscles will remember.
I made terrible pie crusts for years. One year, I just got it. Same with omelettes. Not that my omelettes are brilliant now, but for years, they were absolute disasters. I'm hoping something like that will happen for the wheel because I have a bunch of stuff I want to make. To have made. To be using.
I'll just try to keep this in mind and practice. I want mugs and bowls from my own hand. I want plates and baking dishes and butter dishes and sugar bowls.