This week is the halfway mark of the semester. Tuesday night we were asked to write an evaluation of what we've done so far - struggles, achievements and such. Here's a completely different self-evaluation.
- The pottery wheel is a sadistic medieval torture device disguised as a fantastic art tool ... centered, not centered, centered, not, good, not, sigh... another wonky pot.
- There are numerous types of clay and all respond differently on the wheel. I'm overwhelmed.
- Working alone is my preferred modus operandi. I'm a hermit.
- Carving into the clay has been the absolute best part of the class. I'm a sculptor.
- I am relatively boring. I have not died my hair, pierced anything beyond my earlobes, or sat in a communal hot tub with established artists. (Please feel free to participate, just not my thing.)
- I am messy - always leaving with clay or glaze on my clothes. I didn't really just learn this. I've just decided to embrace it. I'm a slob.
- I would love to continue working with clay (sans wheel) and hope to figure out a way to do this.
So, I'm an overwhelmed, sloppy hermit who likes to draw and sculpt. To be honest, the last class went exceptionally well. I created two mostly centered bowls, scraped clay off my Mishima design and participated in a Raku firing that was an excellent smoky distraction. All in all, it's a good experience with some expected frustrations. I'm looking forward to the second half of this adventure. Really, I am.
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