The clay life, really a plasticky one
The sweet, wholesome and crazy, frustrating life of a potter.
Trying to make sense of all the fun i have with clay. i make abstract art. with lot of textures. Then try to fit them into forms. That doesnt seem natural. The organic forms that i make seem "already done". So what is one to do?
keep doing what comes most naturally, what seems to create an almost over whelming joy within or keep trying to learn, master other ideas. These ideas are exciting but turn tedious after a bit. almost like a struggle
so what path do i follow?
As a yoga teacher and practioner feel i follow the yogic path because this disciple gives me scope to overcome my fears. I need to push my boundaries. Take this philosophy to clay work which means i should follow the exciting but exacting path.
Then comes the thinking about going with the flow, the first organic way.
So i tried combing the two paths. im not sure about the results. But one thing i do know, i will keep at it till my own sweet, wholesome voice evolves in clay.
Trying to make sense of all the fun i have with clay. i make abstract art. with lot of textures. Then try to fit them into forms. That doesnt seem natural. The organic forms that i make seem "already done". So what is one to do?
keep doing what comes most naturally, what seems to create an almost over whelming joy within or keep trying to learn, master other ideas. These ideas are exciting but turn tedious after a bit. almost like a struggle
so what path do i follow?
As a yoga teacher and practioner feel i follow the yogic path because this disciple gives me scope to overcome my fears. I need to push my boundaries. Take this philosophy to clay work which means i should follow the exciting but exacting path.
Then comes the thinking about going with the flow, the first organic way.
So i tried combing the two paths. im not sure about the results. But one thing i do know, i will keep at it till my own sweet, wholesome voice evolves in clay.
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