.....not at Iain for a toilet seat misdemeanor
.....not at the children for a wet-towel-on-bed-for-3-days misdemeanor
.....not at the cat for a litter tray miss-demeanor
.....but rather on a potter's wheel, with the intention of creating something useful and artistic out of a dollop of grey clay. And I did! 13 times! I now have 13 bowls/vases/plates/ dishes/receptacles waiting to be fired and glazed, and possibly to be wrapped up and offered to friends and family for Christmas. You have been warned - make room on the shelf!
This most delightful challenge was suggested to me by the lovely Rose, as a way of celebrating both our 50ths. We took ourselves off early on Saturday to David Rogers Pottery Studio in Milford (www.davidrogerspottery.co.uk) with high anticipation of a possible 'Ghost' moment, but low expectations of what we might achieve. Needless to say, the 'Ghost' moment didn't happen (David had too much decorum, sense and professionalism!!), but we exceeded our expectations in what we produced - not an amorphous 'ash-tray', but a range of kitchen-ware, individual in design and fit for purpose. So chuffed and so smug - I need an adult version of 'show and tell'!
The experience was wonderfully creative, strangely meditative, physically demanding, childishly messy and at times highly entertaining - despite our best efforts, we could not stifle our school-girl titters when learning how to mould the clay into phallic-shaped cones. I blame Rose - she took on this task with particular relish and an alarming degree of aplomb!
A huge thank you to David for his wonderful skill and patience, and to his wife Lucy for a lovely lunch. Highly recommended.
Photos of glazed pots will follow in a post entitled 'blowing my own trumpet!'.
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