pottery

every little touch counts. in the beginning, i sat at the wheel, thinking, "oh well, how difficult can it be?" the overconfidence backfired and my mould of clay splattered.

that's when jayaprakash, our instructor decided i needed some disciplining. "look at your hands and the wheel, not at what someone else is doing!" i gulped but did as he said. the clay did take some shape, but not what i imagined.

i realise we take our craftsmen for granted. there's a lot of toil and sweat behind a beautifully moulded pot. and it takes years of training and perseverence for them to reach where they have.

they are back!

it was appendicites. the mother had it. but they are back now, safe and sound, and have ironed out my worries.