What did I do now?

Last Saturday, so a week ago yesterday, I was invited to go with a group of people who a pottery party. It was my first time throwing pottery, and I was afraid I was going to end up with a nondescript lump. However, I ended up with this:

That’s my bowl. I can’t take credit for it coming out so well, however. The instructor gave me a lot of help. I would start out on my own, and she would perfect it. For example, I could get the clay up high enough, but she helped angle the bowl and made it even. The hardest part for me was knowing how heavy or light of a touch to use at any given time, and I’m sure that’s something that comes with practice. We only had a couple of hours, so I didn’t get the hang of that.

We let our pieces dry a bit, then we painted on the glaze. I think mine was one of two where the glaze color should look fairly similar after it’s fired to what it looked like before it was fired.

The white should have some speckles in it, and I think the rusty color will be slightly different, but you get the idea.

Tim was afraid I was going to come home with a new hobby, and I have to say that I really enjoyed getting my hands dirty and focusing on the clay. And much to my dismay I spent part of last Sunday researching pottery studios in the area and how much their classes cost — more than I want to pay. Right now. I can see myself trying my hand at pottery in the future, though.