Once in a blue moon, I sneak off to our local ceramic painting shop and spend a couple of hours just pottering about painting. Those who know me, know that I don’t consider creativity to be by strong point and I am not a creative person – my brother got the artistic genes.
I usually tend to start off with very simple ideas and then on chatting the the lovely ladies who own the shop, they sort of egg me on to doing something different and they are oh so very patient!
Last week, they let me loose with their special clay type paint. Not only did it test my creativelessness but my patience too in that it needs to stay warm in order to flow nicely. It is supposed to be raised and blobby (I should mention that!) but after a while it stops coming out the bottle and then requires warming in pockets and clearing with pins.
I am pleased to say that it came out almost as I expected it and I for once thought ‘Hmm! not bad’.
I am oh so slowly learning the art of patience – I am some miles off the pace but hopefully in time I will get there.