wiyo pottery 

Hi im livi and it is very nice to meet you :) 

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So I started pottery because my best friend AMy suggested  it would be fun to take a class together. i had like absolutely no idea what i was getting into. I took the course and quickly discovered I had anger issues. the clay never lies: I did not know how to slow down and/or breathe, and this made my shortcomings unignorably obvi. i.e would publicly cry while smashing pots in the community studio. from then on, i vowed to pursue ceramics not for aesthetic value but to conjure virtues of patience in my life/ to shed the old idea that my worth is equal to how "good i can be". three years later and  plot twist: ive fallen in love with ceramics, and more impt how clay has changed me. (maybe one day ill write a book or something but for now....) here are the objects (and lessons) that have allowed me to awaken through, not in spite of, me.