This week I've been happily potting away; I'd kinda forgotten the simple pleasure of making pots for the joy of making. Throwing the clay, letting it roll and lift through my fingers, watching the pieces grow taller as I practiced. Pouring the glaze into bisque ware, swirling it around, and controlling the flow as the interior is coated. It's magical in the quiet studio with the sun streaming through the windows. The exterior patterns I usually do with wax resist are so intensive. It was a lovely and beautifully productive week.