My delight in clay came in high school when I sat at the wheel for the first time. My first thought was the girl in ‘ghost’ made it look so easy. It was the first time I explored true art through the third dimension. The difficulty soon subsided when I was spending six hours a day behind the wheel. Every slight movement, even unsteady breathing, influenced how each item would turn out when throwing on the wheel. It required such a concentration, that every muscle is accounted for.