A master at his Craft.
He turned that lump of clay into a lovely vase in no time.
It was fascinating to watch him mold the clay as he spins the wheel with his feet.
This lady here took us round the work shop and talked us through every process. Sad to say she is like a robot. She rattled of like a tape recording with no emotions or passion for those lovely hand crafted ceramics. I know she most likely had been saying the same old thing for group after group of visitors. At least put on a smile or be more alive because the purpose of the walkabout was you trying to sell your ceramics to us. Nope.. She went on and on expressionless. No wonder I did not walk out of there with any..
The showroom is in a cave and we went from room to room filled with beautiful pieces of hand crafted ceramics. Of course the price tag was very, very beautiful too.
My pictures do no justice to the beauty and fine workmanship of all the ceramics. Although the guide was sucky their wares was beautiful. During our own walk about in the town I came across many ceramic potteries but non of them can hold a candle to those I saw here. Felt a tinge of regret for not purchasing one as a keepsake.