Pottery is my first love. It comes before polymer, before metal smithing, before lamp working, before everything. From the time I was a little kid, I knew that as soon as I tried it I would love it.
I didn’t have pottery classes of any kind in school. Well, I did get to go to a paint your own pottery shop with my Girl Scout troop and paint a candle holder for my mother and a fish dish that could be an ash tray or hold change for my father. Except my mother didn’t burn candles and my father kept his coins in a change purse. But I had fun. I still have the candle holder somewhere.
In fact, I didn’t get to take a pottery class until I had graduated from college. I was working for the summer in Atlantic City managing some rooming houses who had a rather exotic clientele. I found out that there was a class at the local Community College. I convinced a friend that “he really wanted to take a pottery class.” I didn’t have wheels and needed a way to get there. Surprisingly, he acquiesced.
The first time I sat down at a wheel, I smacked a ball of clay on the wheel head, turned the wheel on and watched in horror as the ball of clay shot across the room and bounced off a table. Everyone froze. After that, I was more careful. Much more careful.
And you would think that now that I am retired and have all the time in the world to write blog posts, that I would not leave them until the last minute. “But no,” she said. Because I am spending most of my time in the pottery studio. I have not made any pottery in 25 years and I have a whole new group of
victims friends upon whom to bestow my clay creations.
I am trying some new things; I have never made glazed beads before or used a bead tree and I am having fun with that.
I am throwing pots and then altering the forms. And I am trying different surface treatments including screen printing using underglazes.
Making a decent print and transferring it to the clay is challenging and there are several methods of doing it. If I get interesting results, I will post them.
And I do tend to get grimy in the studio. Not as grimy as the guy in the scraps bucket, but pretty close!
I’m so glad to see you having so much fun with your latest craft venture. Aren’t we the luckiest people ever?!?!
You are certainly making the most of retirement! Glad you are having fun and learning new things. Those squarish bowls are a fantastic shape.