To my utter disappointment, I am not a gifted artist.
An art professor in college gave me a passing grade in a pottery class because I “tried really hard.” I ended up with more clay in my hair than on the pottery wheel, but despite my mess, I was fascinated by the process of creating. It’s not as simple as just tossing a lump of clay on a spinning disc and a bowl is magically created. It takes crafting a thought into a fully formed idea into an actual bowl that sits flat on the surface. It’s trial and error; it’s technique and medium; it’s symbolism and metaphor, and it’s heart and soul.
Whenever I travel to a big city for vacation, the local art museum is always on the list of attractions to enjoy during my stay. I’ve been fortunate to visit some amazing locations here in the states and abroad like the Louvre in Paris and The Metropolitan Museum of Art in New…
