Last night I spent the evening with a dear friend of mine at a pottery class. I've never really had an interest in pottery (too many other hobbies brewin' I guess), but I couldn't resist an evening out with a friend trying something new. I had a great time (especially the stop for apple pie afterward!) and learned a few things about myself.
#1 There are artists, and there are crafters. I do consider myself a crafter, but an artist I am not. I don't have an artistic temperament. I love symmetry. The "organic, free flowing" vibe is not me at all. I'm more likely to get inspired by someone else's work than I am to have an original idea. Therefore, I am not an artist.
#2 I would rather have a vase/mug/platter form Anthropologie than pretty much anything I could create out of clay. I think the whole pottery thing is a bit earthy for me. I'm not an earthy girl either.
#3 If its not exactly how I pictured it in my mind, I don't want it. The other ladies at my table thought I was nuts for scrapping my platter and whipping out a bowl 5 minutes before class was over. But I wasn't about to keep working on something that wasn't turning out the way I wanted it to. So I guess I'm a perfectionist.
#4 I need time to come up with ideas. I have the greatest ideas for what I could make today. I couldn't stop thinking of ideas. But last night...no clue what to make. Hence the following two items. Which I hope will actually be likable when I get to glaze them- next week.