I mentioned I took a ceramics class and that I fell in love. That is true, but it wasn’t because the class was a walk in the park. I spent an absurd amount of time in that studio on a few occasions. The fact that I fell in love with ceramics despite the long hours, hard work, and sore muscles is what makes me excited. Just today I switched around my fall schedule to fit in a pottery class in which I will learn more about wheel throwing. My imagination is running wild with thoughts of having a studio with my own wheel and my own kiln and a dog at my feet…

P.S. Jeff took these pictures on the longest day in the studio. It’s funny to see what my hands look like from another perspective.