My first pots
Recently I got the pots back from my first clay class ever. I knew the class would be a challenge (and it was), but I really enjoyed it. As I was trying sloppily to center those clay pieces, I figured out why ceramics — and maybe glass blowing — attracts a certain type of people. I wouldn’t presume to know what all potters are like, so I’m not trying to generalize and give some stereotypes here. But rather, what I’m trying to say is that the art appeals to those people who enjoy making something functional out of materials from this earth. There is something spiritual about being able to take earth (clay — and glass, that makes up the glaze), water, and fire and end up with a wicked-looking bowl that you shaped yourself. Now, not only do I have a newly founded appreciation for someone like Lucretia, who can make big pieces and make it look easy, I have a new perspective on the art form itself.
