To test my creativity I found opportunity at the Uxbridge Arts Centre to learn making clay pottery.
I had a horrible start unable to even make a ball with my hands- let alone make intricate china dolls or delicately flower painted plates which i had imagined I’d produce. I peered around at others who seemed expert ball makers and decided I’d never return. But perseverance did it and I waited with baited breath every weekend for pottery Tuesdays.
The thing about pottery is that It’s super liberating.You can use anything – garlic crusher, a toothpick, your face – the options are unlimited to make whatever the hell you want . Added to that the tutor had a few interesting techniques to teach us too, including how to use the most exciting thing in the world.
That’s not me. I googled the image. That stuff is not easy and after much churning madness and being covered arm up in dirt I produced a shallow resemblance of a tumbler which I am using as a candle holder now.
Moving on,once your work is dried up, you get to do something even more fun.Paint! oooooooh! You need special paint for this though.Then to make it all shiny you are supposed to put this white stuff on it and let it stay in the kiln ( property of the tutor) for about 24 hours.
I walked out with these:
I wouldn’t exactly call these “beautiful”but think there’s sure is a hell lot of me in it.