It Ain't Hogwarts, And I'm No Hairy Potter,

But the classes have begun.

A friend and I have signed up for a beginner's pottery class.

I missed the first lesson, being away at the retreat, but I think I caught up tonight.

Looks like the first project is a wind chime, made of pinch pots and rolled, impressed clay pieces.

So far it doesn't look like an ash-tray.

We might be doing a mask next week.

Or giving the wheel a try.

It seems pretty relaxed, which is nice.

Not a lot of pressure.

Imagination is encouraged.

 

Pottery could be addictive.