Unleashing the Artist...or something like that.

I finally did it. I enrolled in a pottery class at Krueger Pottery. I'm so excited my stomach hurts. The class starts next week and meets for three hours once a week for a month.

I'm anxious to be in an environment with other creative people. I can't wait to feel the clay between my fingers and under my nails. I know my hands will turn into dried up crusty mits, but I dont care.

I just hope that I'm capable of making something worth using or displaying. It's been so long since I've concentrated on design work of any sort. The last art class I took was weaving about nine years ago and I think if someone shoved a loom in front of me I wouldn't even know where to begin. I liked weaving and I love textile design, but pottery has always been one of my favorite art forms. I look for it in all the antique shops and galleries I visit. I rarely buy pieces, mostly I just think about how I'd like to make that bowl or vase or mug or platter or planter. So now, maybe I will.