My Masterpiece

As I sat on the potters wheel, I was finally ready to start my new project, which I had been putting of for days. I threw down the perfectly weighted piece of moisten stoneware. After centering the clay, I brought up the walls and the shape of my vase started coming together. I continued to perfect my piece of artwork for over an hour. When I finished, it was exactly what I pictured. It was about seven inches tall and five inches wide, making it the biggest thing I had ever thrown. I cut the foot of the vase and left it overnight to dry. The next day I came back to the pottery room and saw my perfect vase sitting there ready to be fired. It being stoneware meant that I could gaze the vase instead of painting it. I chose the most beautiful colors to dip it in; sea mist and fog. I, personally, set my piece into the kiln, not trusting anyone else to put it in there. The firing process took a few days so I had to be patient and wait. A few days later I came into the room and saw my vase. It was the most exquisite thing I had ever seen and I loved it. It never thought I would have been able to make something as beautiful as I did. I couldn’t wait for my family to see it. This was artwork. I think of art as something that you create from nothing. Something that comes from inside of you. Art means so much to me, it’s a way of expressing yourself other then by using words. By looking at someone’s art you can tell much about a person because the art came from deep inside them. Art allows a person to be as creative and open-minded that they can without anyone judging them. Some people live their life through art. The world would not be beautiful as it is without artists.