Absence does make the heart grow fonder…

It’s been 7 months since my last post.  Wow that comes across as a bit of a confession of sorts, but let’s be honest… those 8 words are an admission from someone who misses writing about her adventures in clay.   Here’s another doozy – I haven’t touched clay in over 11 months.   Sacre Dieu!

Stoneware Slab Built Covered Box - 2008

Stoneware Slab Built Covered Box – 2008

Et zut alors!  How did this happen?  I’ll confess another little tid bit since I’m being so open right now.  I lost that loving feeling in regards to clay and decided to return to school to finish a grad degree in an unrelated field.  I quit clay & pottery cold turkey which was made easier after packing up my studio and moving cross town last summer.  A funny thing happens when one removes something from daily life that was once passionately loved.  Regret, longing, day dreaming about caressing my hands over…?  If it sounds like I’m talking about a lover, well, we all know that clay is like that in some ways.

So why start writing about clay today – there’s nothing special about Monday, June 7, 2010.  Shooting stars and messages from the oracles aren’t guiding me to the studio or anything.  Here’s the scoop:  My daughter is signed up for an art camp this week at the Art Student’s League of Denver which just happens to be a few blocks from the Colorado Potters Guild where I happen to be a member, albeit one with a low attendance record.  I decided to use this time to work in the studio and with fingers crossed there won’t be too many many other members around to witness the passion rekindling between me and an old love.  I think I’m going to try throwing (even if it is on a foreign wheel mine is still buried in the new garagio) and expect to fill up the scrap bucket with many failed attempts.  Or is throwing clay a bit like riding a bicycle.

It’s a start….

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