I vividly remember watching a potter throw on the wheel when I was but 5 years old. Such magic I had never seen! Fast forward to my grad school years, when I desperately needed a non-academic diversion. As fate would have it, I came across a catalog from the local adult education center. Pottery classes! Just the magic I needed. And I was hooked!
After years of working with clay as a hobby, pottery became my full time vocation in 2008. The magical nature of it all, if anything seems stronger these days. For the journey from lump of clay to a finished, functional piece of pottery is NOT a quick one. Wedge the clay, throw the clay, trim the clay, dry the clay, fire the clay, glaze the clay, then fire yet again. Wondrous changes and transformations happen at every step of the way!
One of the MOST magical moments is raising the lid of my electric kiln after the glaze firing to see the results of weeks of labor. Potters will tell you this moment is like Christmas morning. I think it's even better, 'cuz you don't have to wait until December AND it happens more than once a year! :-)