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So, I finally made a piece of #pottery I am genuinely proud of. It's taken 3 months, but here it is.
So, I finally made a piece of #pottery I am genuinely proud of. It's taken 3 months, but here it is.
Unveiling 'Convergence', a sculptural study in connection and motion.
The rings rise and fold together in a way that feels both inevitable, mechanical and delicate, symbolizing relationships, shared journeys, and the quiet moments where lives intersect.
An abandoned pottery factory, somewhere in #France
The small French #pottery works thrived for decades. It remained modest, while competitors expanded and modernised. While this gives the #ruins a quaint charm, it was certainly a major factor in their closure!
Inside, the upper floors have long rows of wooden racks stacked with 100s of moulds. Heavy pieces were moved on wooden carts along a rail system.
https://www.obsidianurbexphotography.com/industrial/faiencerie-s-pottery-s-france/
#Ceramics #Photography #France #History #AbandonedPlaces #Urbex
An abandoned pottery factory, somewhere in #France
The small French #pottery works thrived for decades. It remained modest, while competitors expanded and modernised. While this gives the #ruins a quaint charm, it was certainly a major factor in their closure!
Inside, the upper floors have long rows of wooden racks stacked with 100s of moulds. Heavy pieces were moved on wooden carts along a rail system.
https://www.obsidianurbexphotography.com/industrial/faiencerie-s-pottery-s-france/
#Ceramics #Photography #France #History #AbandonedPlaces #Urbex
This is my very first ceramic creation. Yes, I know it looks like an albino turd with measles and teeth. it’s supposed to be a soy sauce dispenser #Pottery
So, I have enrolled in #pottery classes and I start Monday.
I’m very uncoordinated, my hands shake and I get easily discouraged when I fail at things.
And I’m hoping to work to correct this. I thought the physicality and concreteness of working with clay might help me do that.
Especially because, all my life, imperfect ceramics have always called to something in my soul. I figure if I can learn to appreciate contingency, this might be a good way. I saw this at the exhibit I attended
