Iāve probably logged over over a thousand hours on theseā¦ some of these pieces I threw back in July of 2023! My neurospicy brain has to glaze/decorate them over and over in my mind before I ever actually take a brush to them. I canāt count how many times Iāve just sat there staring off into the distance stuck in ābufferingā mode/decision paralysis. That ever present fear of imperfection and failing drags me down and kills my creativity. I know I talk about it a lot, but this pottery journey has really helped me appreciate failure. My entire life as an undiagnosed AuDHDer was filled with so much anxiety and shame, and I placed so much emphasis on only showing the world things I did āperfectlyā. I worked so hard and never showed how much time/energy/sweat/blood/tears went into my āperfectā facade. Iāve had so many people tell me their first impression of me was that I lived the dream life: exciting adventures, dream job, best at anything I tried, perfect relationship, beautiful home, total confidenceā¦ everything came so easy to me. The thing is, all of that was a fancy veneer hiding the the constant self-doubt, crippling anxiety that at any moment it would all be taken away, fear of failure, fear of judgment, fear of rejection, sleepless nights, painful physical disabilities and brutal burnouts. I worked so hard to make it look effortless, because thatās what I was taught to do. Fake it till you make it, right? Except, I never āmadeā it. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. I was white-knuckling my way through life and had no idea it could be done any other way. Making pottery has been a beautiful, healing lesson in failure. If you go into it trying to be perfect, all you will ever do is limited to repeating the one thing you got right that one time (and more often than not failing at that). In pottery, and in life, failure is how you learnš¤Æ. Failure is not a bad thing. Failure shows one way a thing doesnāt work, but leads you to find multiple other ways it can work. Failure is pushing boundaries and seeing where the true limits lie. Going into a creative process looking forward to failure opens up a world of possibilities. All that to say, it took 7 months (mostly in my head) to finally map out what I wanted to do with these pieces. I had many false starts, but spent close to 25 hours in the past 5 days actually executing on those ideas. I have a picture in my mind how I want these to turn out, however with clay, chemistry, and the kiln gods, you never know what you will actually get. I guess weāll see in a few days.