I love clay. It is so responsive and is such a clever substance. It can be formed into any shape I desire and then with a bit of coaxing it turns into a bowl, pitcher or teapot. I am partial to teapots and pitchers. The forms just appeal to me. I love making each element and then assembling them. They seem to have a life of their own.
I am still find my way with clay; but the journey is the thing. Just to place a lump of clay on the wheel, watching it spin, & with some pressure it forms a rounded form and more pressure and pulling its a bowl, cup platter or goblet. The process becomes all consuming, my mind empties of everything else and there is just the wheel, the clay and me.
I now have my own wheel and kiln and a small studio. It's fun and satisfying. It's part of living I. I can't imagine not doing it. Clay keep me center and makes me a more contented person.