It’s been so long since I decorated clay and I must say my evening and process was challenging. I felt out of sorts, exhausted and disconnected to what I was doing and I wasn’t sure I was going to love my plate.

But I always forget how forgiving the clay is and once the color is added (I always end up choosing Cloud Blue), it’s kind of hard to produce anything ugly.

I arrived at the studio and I couldn’t see my plate and she took me back to the ovens and they were busy unloading and mine was still warm. I was instantly in love. The tiny dots that took most of the night to do was so rewarding now fired and I am so grateful for her flawed beauty.

I totally forgot how beautiful and satisfying the outcome is and now… I look forward to going back to make more.