I find potting endlessly engaging. The back and forth between me and the clay from the first move to the finished piece. Throwing, altering, and whittling, trying to create the movement and lines that fill my eyes when I look at the world. I love the trial, error and sometimes happy success and can’t wait to try better with the next pot - I imagine it’s a surfer's focus and adjustment when interacting with a wave -just a lot slower and safer.
