Good morning, Kittens.
Last night was pottery class. Some days you throw the clay. And other days the clay throws you ... I was out of clay. Even though there are only 3 classes left (and just 2 before the final bisque kiln firing), I bought a new bag. $25. I like new bags of clay better than recycled clay. New bags of clay are clean, heavy cubes. Recycled clay tends to be soggy and lumpy and sometimes has non-clay things in it (bits of sponge and shredded rubber tools).
I won't use all of my new clay in the next two weeks, but there is always next session. Right?
And, so I took the new bag of clay and wedged three pieces. The first one was 3 pounds. The second and third were between 2.25 and 2.50 pounds. I turned three pounds of clay into a fairly decent bowl. And I turned 2.25 pounds and 2.50 pounds of clay into wetter, blobbier blobs of clay. The clay threw me. And, after the second failed pot, I knew that I wasn't going to accomplish anything else in class. So, I cleaned up my work space, shoved the wetter, blobbier blobs of clay back into the bag, and headed home.
where I had a glass of wine and some cheese and crackers while I washed the dishes and picked out my clothes for today.
And, then, I went to bed.
Have a great day!