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Pam Otteson
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Pam Otteson
Twenty one years ago my husband and I bought a home in Ocean Shores as a get away from our selfemployed lifestyle, in other words always working. I have always strived to support non-profits and about 2003 with a couple of friends I took a Saturday pottery class because it sounded interesting at the local non-profit gallery. Little did we know that we would fall in love with hand building with clay. Much to our surprise you didn’t need to use the widely accepted wheel to create clay items. It seems you can do almost anything with a slab of clay although you can’t forget gravity because it always rules. I have made several items which start with covering a balloon with clay. Hint, neither wants to play together but with persistence they become friends. I have also spent some time trying to recreate what my mother did with porcelain slip and lace. I am looking forward to spending many additional hours playing in the clay at Grays Harbor Pottery Guild, once I retire in a few months. I suspect I will never get through my ever growing ideas for projects.
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