Clay that has air bubbles in it will explode when baked.
WHO: Berwald & Gupta
WHEN: Tuesday, February 15th, evening.
WHERE: Anonymous trade school at Liberty
WHAT: Ceramics and glassware course
Berwald leaned his head on his hand on the table in front of him, having to stiffle yawn and blink rapidly a few times. He'd been at work earlier that day, so when their teacher closed to lights to show some pictures on the oldfashioned overhead projector, he couldn't help getting a bit sleepy. She was showing them pots from different time periods and cultures, to give some inspiration. Berwald told himself he should pay attention, as his imagination for designs wasn't really that good but if he had a model to work on the result tended to be pretty decent. So he watched as attentively as he could. In the end, he decided it seemed most sensible to choose what their teacher had called a very simple and timeless model (it was based on a very very old pot... from the stone age or something like that) and just concentrate on making it as nice as possible.
They had already tried some other basic techniques, but still continued with basic handbuilding. This time they were doing something the teacher called coil construction.
"And if you have time left over, you can start practicing on the wheel," the birdlike woman chirped at the class. "And remember to work the clay properly before working on it, we don't want any bubbles in there, right?" she reminded them.
Berwald got an approriate piece of clay, pressing it in his hands for a while to work out any air, before taking a piece he flattened into a small sheet. Then he started making the coils and started making the walls of the pot. After coiling a few layers, he stopped to scrape and smooth the clay together. It was fairly quick work and not too difficult, as long as one remembered to be careful not to break the soft walls.
WHEN: Tuesday, February 15th, evening.
WHERE: Anonymous trade school at Liberty
WHAT: Ceramics and glassware course
Berwald leaned his head on his hand on the table in front of him, having to stiffle yawn and blink rapidly a few times. He'd been at work earlier that day, so when their teacher closed to lights to show some pictures on the oldfashioned overhead projector, he couldn't help getting a bit sleepy. She was showing them pots from different time periods and cultures, to give some inspiration. Berwald told himself he should pay attention, as his imagination for designs wasn't really that good but if he had a model to work on the result tended to be pretty decent. So he watched as attentively as he could. In the end, he decided it seemed most sensible to choose what their teacher had called a very simple and timeless model (it was based on a very very old pot... from the stone age or something like that) and just concentrate on making it as nice as possible.
They had already tried some other basic techniques, but still continued with basic handbuilding. This time they were doing something the teacher called coil construction.
"And if you have time left over, you can start practicing on the wheel," the birdlike woman chirped at the class. "And remember to work the clay properly before working on it, we don't want any bubbles in there, right?" she reminded them.
Berwald got an approriate piece of clay, pressing it in his hands for a while to work out any air, before taking a piece he flattened into a small sheet. Then he started making the coils and started making the walls of the pot. After coiling a few layers, he stopped to scrape and smooth the clay together. It was fairly quick work and not too difficult, as long as one remembered to be careful not to break the soft walls.