Workshop Watch: Pottery
During the thunderstorm, we had to stay indoors and I had to stay in the pottery room for about hour. There were only a few people there including the pottery director, a waitress, a camper and her counselor. During that short time, I watched as the homesick camper, who had never been to camp before and was having trouble adjusting, light up as she and Shifra, the potter, fashioned a mug, a bowl and a vase for all her friends back home. I think sticking her hands into the clumpy wet clay and then holding them around the lump of gray clay that would become a unique piece of her own was a transforming moment.
