My sister, Claye, has made a large number of pots this year in her art classes. I like having artists in the family because I have no skills myself and cannot afford to purchase pieces from others. This way I can own beautiful things at starving artist prices.
And yes, I pay what Claye charges, just for the record. I'm not ripping her off. Of course, if they're worth thousands some day, I can't say I'll go back and make up the difference...
I'm enjoying the appearance of being cultured, anyway, when people walk in and see the lovely hand-made pottery on my piano.
Alright, well, yes, it's true that no one but family and close friends ever visit my home. And yes, also true that one of those pots is sitting on a doily. But still... you know what I mean.
Now if I could just get my brother Joshua to record some of his songs for me, I could play them in the background while people looked at my little pottery collection.
Vicarious talent. I love it.
8 comments:
Nice title :)
And I'm glad you specified that you payed her for her goods, because for a minute there I suspected you of taking advantage of a starving artist :)
Your family has such wonderful names. Irony that her name is Claye?
Never mind, I clicked through and now realize that that's an alias :) Pretend you didn't know my stupidity.
Well okay, so I deleted my first comment because I realized I can't spell my way out of a paper sack!
What I was trying to say...
You have a wonderfully talented family. I love my pot from Claye, I am thankful she was willing to give it up.
Understood.
Stupidity and Bad Spelling are not critiqued here. Don't worry.
I love her glazes!
Kaytlin has been taking pottery for the last two years, but she hates it! I have several pieces from her, and I love them.
Those are beautiful! I'm looking forward to receiving mine sometime in the near future. :)
those are really cool! I wish I could do pottery... I never had the steady enough hands
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