By: The Art of Resilience Desk
Your first 100 pots will be terrible. Throw them against the wall of your studio (literally, reclaim buckets love a good slam). Do not hide your failures. Put them on a shelf labeled “The War Wounds.” female war i am pottery best
When the pot collapses under your hands, do not sigh. Smile. You are not failing. You are fighting the female war. And because you are pottery—fluid, strong, fire-forged—you are already the best. By: The Art of Resilience Desk Your first
The female war is not a solitary one. Join a women’s pottery collective. The most powerful sound on earth is a circle of women centering clay together. The hum of five wheels is the sound of an army at peace. Put them on a shelf labeled “The War Wounds
One potter, let’s call her Sarah (a divorcee who started pottery at 52), explains the mantra: “Every morning before I touch the clay, I say, ‘I am not my past. I am not my fear. I am the potter.’”