After an itchy two semesters away from pottery, I found my way back to the wheel. It felt like coming home. Yes, it took me a few weeks to get the feel of the clay again. To relearn the trick of it. To remember that you can't just force the clay, you have to listen to it, pay attention, respond. And during my clumsy reintroduction I blamed the clay and I blamed the wheel and I blamed the bats. Eventually I admitted it was me, and settled into the realization that these things take time, and dues must be paid. Again. Thankfully, once I accepted it, things progressed quickly.
It's been a very productive semester for me, and I've learned a great deal. For one thing, I learned that if I step outside my comfort zone, interesting things can happen. I also learned that I don't ever want to leave my world of pottery again. Which means I'd better figure out how to get my own studio set up. With graduation looming only a semester away, my days of unlimited access to the campus studio and all its wonderful supplies are numbered.
So this is the beginning of my transition from student to studio artist. Wish me luck!
It's been a very productive semester for me, and I've learned a great deal. For one thing, I learned that if I step outside my comfort zone, interesting things can happen. I also learned that I don't ever want to leave my world of pottery again. Which means I'd better figure out how to get my own studio set up. With graduation looming only a semester away, my days of unlimited access to the campus studio and all its wonderful supplies are numbered.
So this is the beginning of my transition from student to studio artist. Wish me luck!
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