I have been making ceramics in some capacity for 13 years. When I was younger it was all uphill and I learned so much from the material. When I was in college I worked with an obsession that teetered on the edge of unhealthy. When I lived in Florida I learned about balance and working towards happiness. When I had my son, I took a bit of a hiatus working towards that balance again. Now, I'm back. Balancing full time work I enjoy, with being a mother, a wife, and an artist. It can be humbling.
Last week, I set out to create a small series of six square shaped bowls. I figured this is a good number for the work week. Throwing them was great, and I was really looking forward to finishing them. I was reminded why we call it, "Practice".
Here are the two finished bowls that are now carefully drying in my studio. Carefully.
I was really looking forward to working on the original six and let them dry too quickly. It felt like a rookie mistake. It made me mad. I wanted to quit. But, I pushed through, and made something I feel good about. I'm getting ready to wedge some more clay and start the series again. They will probably turn out better with this learning curve. I can't be sure how many will survive the firing, but if I throw 6 more I can guess at least half won't be turn out right. But, I'm learning. And each piece gets better.
Here's a process shot of my work table:
Looking forward to more practice this week, and putting together a post about my new processes. I love feedback so feel free to leave comments below about your own "practice"