My first ceramics class has officially come to an end. I didn't sign up for the next round of classes in time, partly because I didn't have the cash, and partly because my schedule might be slowly killing me. But I am now officially on the waiting list for round two, and really hope that someone reconsiders their ceramic dreams so that I might take their place! Obviously the inability to be involved has made the whole thing more appealing to me. Plus, there's something kind of meditative about making things out of clay which is very enjoyable. I would like to improve!
The best line I overheard during this round of classes: "I'm making stands for our snow globe collection." Of course you are! And yes, I also find it funny that I made small bowl after small bowl, vessel after vessel. How many fragile containers does one woman need? Answer: A LOT. I like plants and have one million errant bobby pins and hair elastics. And who doesn't need a comically tall, thin vase to hold all the singular flowers they receive? Answer: I DON'T. But I do like the way it looks.
The best line I overheard during this round of classes: "I'm making stands for our snow globe collection." Of course you are! And yes, I also find it funny that I made small bowl after small bowl, vessel after vessel. How many fragile containers does one woman need? Answer: A LOT. I like plants and have one million errant bobby pins and hair elastics. And who doesn't need a comically tall, thin vase to hold all the singular flowers they receive? Answer: I DON'T. But I do like the way it looks.