I've recently started missing ceramics. In high school I took ceramics 1, 2 &3 and even though I'm not the most creative or 'artsy' person, I fell in love. Throwing a mug or a bowl on the wheel is one of the best feelings. The wet clay between your fingers, the rough scratch of the grit exfoliating your hands and that moment when your lopsided ball of clay instantly reaches perfect centeredness. It's all magical. The excitement of waiting for your piece to come out of the kiln, and the overwhelming feeling of having to pick a glaze. I miss it all. Then the anticipation of waiting yet again for it to come out of the kiln, this time as a completely finished work of art. Then the immediately followed feelings of either disappointment or utter pride in what you've made. I miss the thrill of it.
Hopefully one day, I'll be able to experience that thrill again.
Until then, here's some beautiful pieces that I wish I was talented enough to create.