There are lots of things I'm not innately good at.
Today the list is longer.
I went to my first pottery class last night, and I do not understand yet how to make things go. I'm so sorry to Tara for having to sit next to me while I shot death rays at my lump of clay. All in all, I'm sure I could have fun making ash trays and pencil holders, but I do not promise anything spectacular.
So, you are all getting stubby cylinders for Christmas! They can be useful in many ways. They could hold cat treats. Or juice. Or pipe cleaners. Or uranium. They can be as full of imagination as you are!
But wait, there's more!
With this limited time offer of a poorly molded, fat little tub of clay, you could also get complimentary noise! I will come over to your place and using an elaborate set up of your most precious pots and pans, practise drumming for you - free of charge!
Sometimes I'm suprised I have so many friends.
Roz
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3 comments:
Never underestimate the value of a good holding thing. How many times have we uttered the phrase "now where can I put this". And cylinders are a Easter eggs best friend. I'am sure that in my house there are still eggs hiding from the mid 90's. I remember my first attempt at clay. I made a naked hermaphrodite in a bath tub and the worst part was THERE WAS NO WATER!! but I made sure there was soap.
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Derrick is a strange creature :_)
Don't worry Roz! we will all be like Nelson's mom and love anything you make/clump together for us, and we'll treasure the creative lump of paper weight dearly:)
T
Well, think of it this way Roz - you've got nowhere to go but up! Why do you think I gave you a ten minute pep talk yesterday morning? Cuz I remember how much I sucked when I went to my first class!! It gets easier. Or you just stop caring. One way or the other, it'll be fun. Maybe we should go for drinks before next class, get you all loosened up. Just a thought. Hehe. ;)
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