Amongst other things on Friday I had my feedback interview with one of the teachers from earlier in the term. He was responsible for our clay homework. There had been some delays--due to circumstances beyond our control--but at last my clay piece had been fired again and was ready to take home.
I'm not sure how I feel about the black version--it's like a piece of charcoal in a way and seems very fragile. For now I'll try to find a safe place so I can look at it.