Tomorrow morning, very early, we’ll be on our way to the airport – but I wanted to take a minute to post the pictures from Monday’s pottery class. After talking to experienced throwers (meaning, my mom and dad) I decided that the little time I have in class was not to be wasted on porcelain clay. Another time, perhaps. So this week I went back to the old favorite – a big lump of recycled.
It was amazing the difference. I can see how you’d get used to whatever you wanted to use, for that specific pot/piece – but this was like coming back to an old friend. I centered faster and my pulls were much less stressful. Of course, I was still determined to try new things, and new things generally create a bit of frustration in the learning process.
I really wanted to be able to make a vase – to learn how to do the bulbous bottom with a narrow top. I’m still not quite sure where I’m losing it – maybe too-thin walls, but the first vase once again lost its top and was cut into a squat…something. Definitely not a bowl – I’m sure I’ll still use it as a vase – big Peony blooms would look nice… The second try was a lot better. Still not what I was going for though. I really wanted a small bud vase and this one is much larger – but I think it was important to figure out the shaping techniques on a bigger lump of clay where I had more give and room to experiment.
I’ll be skipping next week’s class in lieu of beaches, open bars, and bartering for treasures – so I begged my instructor to not do anything new. Trimming – 2 1/2 hours of trimming – that would be logical, right? He assured me that even if I missed something, he always adds a class or two on to the end for those that couldn’t be there the full 10 weeks. Phew. Still – I’d hate to miss the glazing class, so I’m still hoping he’ll postpone it. Either way, there will be two things that will drag me back from Mexico – my girls, and the clay.
(Just an FYI for those readers that aren’t potters – those are un-trimmed pieces. The one on the left will not have that weird looking bottom when I get done with it.)