A love affair

The day I fell in love with clay.
The truth is that I did not fall in love with clay the first time that I used it.
Nor, the second, third, or fourth time using it. The first time I touched clay was in high school.
Very briefly.
I cannot recall the year I discovered clay as an adult. I think it was around 2011.
In high school we had one week to make something in clay. I made something solid that blew up and my boyfriend, now husband made me a solid heart. For some reason his survived the firing.
I was in love!
I still have the heart and it sits out every single day.
It has taken me a while to get to this place with clay and art. Many, many hours of practice. I had a career in computers while raising my children. My children are now adults, and I now have more free time. I used to teach at a studio downtown and work in my private studio. I now own my own studio where I make and teach pottery and art full-time. It truly is a love affair in every regard!