Resistance is Futile

For the past nine years I have had a pottery wheel in my basement. Granted it is not the kind found in most pottery studios. It is, in fact, one of a kind. My Darling made it for me. Today I washed the dust and grime from its top and seat, and brushed off a few spider webs. Hannah went out to the barn and found an extension cord so I could plug it in...

What I really wanted eight or nine years ago was to order a pretty wheel from an artist supply company, the kind like my first pottery teacher had in her studio, so when my husband got creative and made a wheel, I was much less appreciative than I should have been. I found more to complain about than just the wheel. I didn't really want to work in a dark and musty basement, and so I have gone many years without. I am ashamed to admit how ungrateful I was. :-(

So, now I am back to the question I had eight years ago. Do I spend a significant amount of money and buy a new wheel, or do I use what I have and learn to work with it? It really is, in many ways, much nicer than those store-bought pottery wheels. And it it has a cushy seat too! Today I worked with it. My first bowl collapsed and my second bowl threatened to. I decided perhaps my clay was too wet or maybe I worked it too fast. (I'll have to do some research...) Anyhow, I stopped before she went over again. It's a wide mouthed bowl, not too deep, but not too bad either. We'll have to see how it trims up.

I really do have the best husband in the whole world. :)