Here's a story I wrote about Clay. Clay is simple. You start out with nothing and when you are done, TA DA! You have something! It's that simple!
This is my husband.
His name is Tom.
He is a mason.
He digs footings.
Sometimes he finds clay.
He carries it home in spackle buckets.
Now I have spackle buckets of clay.
I have many, many spackle buckets of clay.
Many, many, many.
The clay is full of stones.
I cannot make things with stones in the clay.
This is how I get the stones out.
I use a spackle knife to push wet clay.
I push it through the old window screen.
That way all the nice clay goes through.
The stones do not fit.
I throw them away.
This is how I scrape the nice clay off the window screen
I put it in a plastic bag.
That way it stays moist.
When I am ready, I take the clay to the potter's wheel.
The potter's wheel spins around when I kick the big wheel at the bottom.
I like to kick the wheel.
I can make round things out of clay.
After the clay dries I put it in the kiln.
A kiln is a special oven that bakes clay.
Here are some mugs that I made.
Some day I will sell clay things that I make.
The height of my artistic life! I made a cow!
