Pottery
Blank pages. Blank screen. A ball of clay. Fingers moving. To create. To sculpt. To write. To express what’s inside. To leave one’s own unique ‘pečat’ (seal). To exist.
Larissa has been the initiator of a series of pottery/art classes and I absolutely love it. Sitting behind a potter’s wheel has been a long-held dream of mine and finally there was an opportunity to experience it. God has given me a pianist’s hands (long fingers and flexible thumbs, although I’ve never played the piano); so naturally, shaping clay on a spinning wheel felt like my forte.
When I am out doing some op shopping, I’d search for one-off clay pieces that has a signature on the bottom, bonus if there is even a date inscribed in the clay. Over the years, I gathered a small collection of my most favourite pieces. These small ornaments do not sit in the corner cupboard to collect dust either, I like to use them around the house - for a soap dish, earrings holder, a spoon holder, or just a random small items holder.
As much as there are people - each one with their own individual expression, there is a potential for unlimited design. Some people are more talented than others. If we do not try arts, crafts, sports, or any other creative expression that God has gifted us, we are shrinking away from expressing our uniqueness. Louise Hay used to say ‘no two snowflakes are alike or two raindrops the same. And every daisy is different from every other daisy’, and so it is the case with people. We are all forms of this individualised representation of the universal flow of energy, when we take some time out to remember that we are indeed a spark of God.
Always wanted to try pottery! I love your creations
This year I have completed two short pottery wheel classes, and loved it. I think, though, that your long fingers would be a real advantage!