Artistic Roots

My mother is very artistic. She oozes creativity. Everything she touches turns to some amazing wall hanging or darling baby outfit. Me, not so much. I have memories of me being in her painting class when I was young, and I ended up with a bright blue wooden horse. I have plenty of musical creativity, but not so much with the visual.

This last semester, however, I dug deep to find my artistic genes. I signed up for a non-credit beginning pottery class with my mom and sister. They are both art majors, so I knew I had built-in tutors. I am pretty proud of my projects. The first one was a pinch pot, meaning I shaped the whole thing by hand (no pottery wheel).




The second one was a bowl made on the pottery wheel. I like it because it is a square bowl.





I signed each piece with my own special signature. :)



The last one was really a semester-long project. I decided to make a tower, which turned into a clock tower. It's kind of a combination of the Rapunzel tower and Big Ben. I had to shape every stone by hand, which took forever! Over the last few days, I painted it and put the finishing touches on it (with some guidance from my dear mother). I think it may be my office clock on campus.