Hobbyholic

Hobbyholic--a term we coined for my husband, who loves many many many different hobbies... DnD, Warhammer 40K, leather working, blacksmithing, RC cars, RC planes, painting miniatures, the list goes on! Me, on the other hand... I have trouble finding a hobby I have been able to stick with or even start. I have things I am interested in, but have never pursued. So this summer I decided I would try something new. I asked myself, "If money were not a factor, what hobby would you pursue?" Of course, my first two answers--equestrian and piano lessons--were impossible. So, third time's the charm here. If I had the money and the room I would have a kiln. Nashville has community classes year-round and I found a pottery class that actually fit into my church schedule! So Clark and I have been going to pottery class every Monday. It's been lots of fun and lots of work. I am exhausted after every class, but it's a great creative outlet. So far I've made a mug and an oak leaf bowl as well as turned out two bowls on the wheel. This picture is the stars and moon votive holder I made at last night's class. The instructor started firing our older pieces last night and said we'd be glazing next week. I am looking forward to painting the leaf bowl a bunch of autumn colors--rust, gold, yellow, red, orange--but am not sure what colors to use on my other pieces. Decisions, decisions!

So, am I going to stick with pottery? I'm not sure. It's been fun, but not something I can do on my own. I may continue to take summer classes, when the kids are gone, but during the school year I need something more portable and easy to pick up. Hopefully I will be able to find a crochet class and finally pick up my Grandma's hobby, something I've always wanted to do!


¡Hasta pronto, mis amigos!

~N

P.S.-The snowman in the picture is something Clark and I goofed around with at last night's class. He worked on finishing up a piece he had started the previous week and was done working about 40 minutes before I was. During his wait, he rolled some scrap clay into a ball. When I saw it I immediately thought "SNOWMAN!!" and, without saying anything, rolled a smaller ball and attached it to the first ball. Clark laughed and immediately began rolling a ball for the bottom of our snowman while I fashioned a top hat. Then, I had to get back to my project, so Clark finished up with eyes and holes in the side for stick arms. When I was done I, of course, had to give our snowman a carrot nose and buttons for the middle section. I had fun fun fun goofing around with Clark and the clay.