I can't believe last week the clay was controlling my body. The instructor explained that I shape the clay, that I brace my arm into my leg and put my weight into it. It felt like I was doing these things, but the wobble in the clay was a cam pushing my arm into my leg, every rotation. She would observe, tell me again to brace my arm, I would try again, the clay pushing me as it developed more and more wobble. This week, I don't know why, I was resolved to stay in one place. I made myself into one unit, feet braced to the floor, straight back leaning to bear down on the clay collecting bucket with my forearms, pressing on the clay hard with my linked hands and elbows stabilized at my legs. Since our instructor isn't doing all this I expect I will be able to back off a lot of this as I get more skilled. But it just seemed obvious this week that the clay couldn't overrule me and as I was looking down at it spinning compliantly where I wanted, I couldn't believe how we were both behaving last week, my first time at the wheel.
So glad to have found this studio, I will go there for a long time. Ideally the only things I fire will be things I need. I most need a popcorn bowl. The one I have been using is staying with my old housemate. I have been picky, looking to thrift a blue glass bowl.
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