This summer, Fisch and I took a pottery class every Wednesday night. Somehow I made it all the way through art school without ever having thrown a pot on a wheel. It has been a goal of mine to learn how. I have to say... didn't work out so well in the beginning. Fisch and I both left the first class frustrated. I have done a whole lot of hand building in my day and thought throwing on a wheel would come naturally. Not so much...as you can see from my first mug. I thought it was a good lesson, though, in how my students might feel in my class when they don't understand something right away.
Luckily, Fisch and I stuck with it and after
a little a lot of practice we ended up with some relatively successful pieces.