If you follow me on instagram, you might know that I’ve been dabbling in ceramics for a few years now.
I tend to dip in and out, but recently, I made a commitment to myself - one whole year. I’m curious to see where It might take me.
Back in school, ceramics and I didn’t exactly get along. But a little voice in my adult head suggested that maybe it’s worth another go. It feels a bit naughty and frivolous, I don’t think I’m meant to be playing with clay first thing on a Monday morning. That’s not in the life rule book.
What love most is the creative freedom. I’m so new at it that planning what I want to make is almost pointless - it never turns out how I expect. Sometimes, I find it hard to let go. As an adult I am used to justifying my time - there are bills to pay, responsibilities to contend with. But this… this is just for me.
The only boundary I’ve set is that I work solely in porcelain and on a small scale. Small things resinate. They feel a bit precious.
So, I followed the voice, and so far no regrets! Just a bunch of tiny, non discreet, somewhat wonky porcelain creatures scattered across my desk and a few new friends on WhatsApp.
Do you have a curiosity that you could be giving a little light to? Maybe something that doesn’t quite fit in with life’s rules…