I wanna be a potter!
Ok, so, I can’t throw.
That is to to say, I can throw. I can throw a ball, I can throw a mean huff. Some would say I can throw a fantastic temper tantrum! Dont ask my husband, or my children for that matter. I taught them all they know 😉
But it seems to me, to be the definition of a potter, you gotta throw a pot.
Its that centering! boy I try, I really do! But that’s where you will have witnessed a few of the other things I throw. Sigh
The things is, I have thrown pots. Whilst at college. My mum had a fantastic huge bowl, that I threw (I really really did!) but I could not for the life of me tell you how on earth I did that!!  And if I try now, you’re lucky if  I manage a ring bowl. Honestly, even a teeny one was horribly wonky.
So, ok, maybe I don’t wanna be a potter. But I do, I truly do, want to be able to make some money from this realm of ceramics. I love it!
Handbuilding is my forte. Â I have made some really big things, once upon a time and smoke fired them (I’ll tell you all about another day, it is So much fun! Ooh the excitement!)
Dear lord, might I one day call myself <hushed reverential tones> a Ceramic Artist. oh golly, that would just be wonderful.
But it seems, in this day and age (no I’m not in my sixties though I know that little statement made me sound like I was) that you have to be all about the ‘online presence’ so, here goes <deep breath>
Welcome to me
or my blog
or my newly emerging online presence. . . . .
I’m not sure I’m doing this right, am I?