My bestie Sarah started doing ceramics and pottery with her mother in elementary college.
Her mom was a interestist sculptor and had a pottery wheel and a kiln.
Working with clay was a single way for the more than one of them to spend time together and bond, plus it was fun for Sarah. She ended up taking art classes in high college and college and is now a professional artist. After working in special effects in Hollywood for a couple of years, she moved back to her hometown to be closer to her family and be a private artist selling to galleries around the state. That’s how I met her—I was interviewing her for a story in the arts section of the local newspaper. The people I was with and I instantly hit it off and I asked her after the story was published if she would acbusiness me to a soda shop some night just to chat and get to suppose each other. Now it has been more than one years and we’re looking to move in together. My focus was to find a locale suitable for Sarah’s ceramics and pottery equipment, but every one of us were forced to rent an home when all of the vacant homes and townhouses ended up being too fancy for our combined budget. I told her that every one of us could do the home temporarily while every one of us look for a common house; meanwhile, Sarah is looking to rent an artisan home for at least a year to beach house her equipment. I’m helping her look while reassuring her that we’ll find a suitable space no matter how long it takes. I’m largely proud of her and her success, I just wish that every one of us had the means to build a space for her from scratch.