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Out Of My Comfort Zone

(Please excuse the spazzy spacing in this post! I've tried correcting it & haven't been able to).

A week ago today, I set out on foot in the beautiful Autumn-like morning weather and headed downtown for a pottery class that I signed up for through the Library.   Yes, a pottery class!  Something I've heard people do, something I've never done before but thought, "Why not?!" 

While I was getting ready to leave, I realized I was actually nervous (really nervous) and laughed out loud at myself. "Come on! It's a pottery class, what are you nervous about?!"  But, I don't do things like this.  Do I?  A pottery class?  Me?  What's the point?  (Aside from supporting a newly revamped Library/Friends Of The Library program).  I feel like I stick out like a sore thumb amongst my bookclub gals.  Most have children.  I do not.  Most are healthy.  I am not.  Most are of better financial means...  Ack.

Seriously, only I can over think a multitude of nonsense getting ready for a pottery class!     

There was nothing to be nervous about (as usual) and I had a great time!  Lots of laughter & chatter.

After a 'field trip' for foliage, etc & after we got our clay ready, we set to pressing into the clay.

Chatting about our creations & all manner of things.
























































Getting ready to prepare our next pieces of clay, the 2 smaller pieces.



























Creating my 'large' piece.




























My 3 pieces, left to right (accidentally cropped off part of the 3rd); can't wait to see them after firing/glazing!

Cleaning up after painting parts of our creations.














































Everyone's pieces were left to set, then they will be fired & glazed for us, ready for pickup next week!
























After we finished up, a friend & I went to the diner for lunch and had a good, long over due chat.  I went down to my favorite spot to sit a while at the harbor beach.  (Photos to come!)  Such a peaceful spot.  Wind, ocean waves coming in, seagulls.  (happy sigh)

It turned into such a great day!  One I will be thankful for for many moons to come, especially after such a rough August.  Each of my pottery creations will be a lovely reminder of this good day, which will help me through the bad.

What have you done lately that was out of your comfort zone?   

Comments

Sue Jackson said…
What fun!! And good for you for moving out of your comfort zone.

I really want to take a writing class but haven't found one I think I can manage physically yet. Now, with my son a bit healthier and off to college, I have a lot more freedom, so maybe I will finally get to it this year!

BTW, I love the way your class used natural elements - I bet the finished products will be gorgeous!

Sue

Live with CFS

Book By Book
Thanks Sue :o) I'm glad we did too, just wish some were a little more careful in picking their natural elements (from the plants) lol. Had I known I would've brought things from my garden but ended up with oak leaves & acorns and dogwood leaves & berries like I have here at home anyhow.

I hope you get to do that writing class!!! I miss taking classes.
Lisa said…
Sounds like a great time and what fun to find another creative outlet.
Jessika Hoover said…
I'm glad you had a good time, Jo! :) I can't wait to see your pictures of the final products.
Hi Jo! I'm so happy to be back blogging to see what you're up to! I agree about the comfort zone thing. I feel like i have two personalities sometimes and I can't seem to make them mesh. Beautiful work you've done, I want to try pottery so badly!

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