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A large woman entered the pottery studio after I’d been there for about an hour. She looked at my wheel, sighed loudly then sat next to me. With no one else in at the wheels she sat RIGHT NEXT to me. Obviously she wanted my wheel. That nice corner wheel where one can feel calm and safe. So what’s a girl to do? I left. I ran away from the woman and the polite Midwestern small talk we might have had if I’d stayed.

But at home I made these elephant bookends that the dog wants to eat

– so things worked out.


Back on the wheel last night.

The thing I like about pottery is the focus. It feels almost meditative. It doesn’t matter what else is going on in my life. When I’m sitting at the wheel all I have to do is think about how I’m holding my hands, how fast the wheel is moving, all things clay. It’s nice to let nothing else matter for a bit.

All the cool kids seem to be writing blogs these days so I thought I’d give it a try. Maybe I’ll write about running or my dog or life after the Army or pottery or the albino squirrels living in my neighborhood.

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