One Word~vase©

I'd never worked in pottery before.. the whole idea of getting my hands dirty with clay was far beyond anything I felt like doing.  Still, I'd watched 'Ghost' six times, and the instructor was hot...so, why not? 

One night, I stayed late--he'd almost given up on my ever centering a lump of clay.  I'd almost given up on his ever noticing the gap in my shirt every time I leaned over the pottery wheel.

Sometimes, things change. 

He discovered my, um, talents lay beyond making cups and vases...and I discovered art tables weren't just for art.

Sometimes, creating art can take on many forms--at least that's what I'm telling myself.