Last summer I went to the Ujigawa to learn how to sketch. I needed to learn so I bought a book on the subject and planned every week to visit this picturesque spot a short 45 minute train ride from my house. It didn't work as planned. I only made one sketch.
I did, however, fall in love with pottery. I walked into a studio across the street and one an hour later signed up for ten more classes on the spot. This was the opposite of drawing. Drawing felt like running my brain in reverse; ceramics seemed hardly to involve my mind at all. For better or for worse I never brought my sketchbook back to the manicured banks of the Uji.
Below are my first two matcha bowls and a cup that turned out particularly well. The effects are a result of a liberal application of iron oxide (rust) above and below a single body glaze.