On the first day of wheel throwing class in college (many years ago) our teacher offered us a challenge. If anyone could throw a 10 inch cylinder before the end of the semester they would get an "A" and no longer have to come to class. Not being the most enthusiastic student, this seemed like a perfect opportunity. It took me 3 weeks to get my "A". What I didn't count on was that I really liked throwing pots, so I kept going to class. Earlier this year, in search of a hobby, I bought a wheel and decided to start making bowls. I have no idea where it will lead, but it's nice to feel like I'm back in college every now and then.
