It’s been a long time since I posted something personal that wasn’t travel-related (and yes, I still owe my loyal and legion readers the last Greece post). I should do it more often, mostly because a huge chunk of my readership are friends and family. (And as another side note, it’s always flattering when someone I know from long ago or someone I rarely see tells me they read my blog – especially considering it’s almost entirely strangers’ wedding photos! So thanks those of you that fit that bill.)
Getting on with it! Today I am going to share just a very small bit of what I am up to every week, sometimes multiple times a week: ceramics. I don’t know why, but as a kid, I always wanted to learn how to throw pottery (“throwing” is what you do on the wheel – “hand building” and many other terms are what you do on a table or with various tools). It may have been the damn scene in Ghost that spurred this interest (shame), but it was there gnawing at me for a good 15 or 20 years before I finally sat down at a wheel about a year and a half ago.