I have long admired pottery, from an aesthetic perspective, as well as from a utilitarian point of view. There is a short list of essential items needed to survive, and 'a vessel in which to carry water' is on that list. When archaeologists unearth old ruins, broken earthenware pots are invariably found somewhere in the area.
I wanted to try pottery back in the day; I felt that the clay and I might have a thing.
My husband gave me a gift certificate for pottery classes one year as a Christmas gift. Yes! A chance to release my inner potter.