For a very long time I did not have time to throw on the wheel. My full-time job did not allow for that kind of involvement. Throwing is a tranquil process for me, which spans a few days. The porcelain spouted bowls especially require a certain relaxed state of mind. The sides are delicate, and if I feel at all agitated, they end up a crumpled mess on the wheel. I suppose it is because my work reflects what is going on with me at that moment. I was finally able to sit down and throw these in the past few days.

