One day, I was walking down the street and saw an advertisement for pottery courses. For some reason it seemed to me that I had always wanted to try this and I signed up for a trial lesson. I attended master classes for a long time, a year later I bought myself a fucking pottery wheel, and a little later a kiln.
Mugs, candlesticks, angobes, dragons, animal figurines, whiskey, vases, fairs and festivals, workshops, raku, sgrafitto, weeds, plates and bowls, vessels...
Now you see what I'm dealing with now. But searches and experiments continue.