
Spin Me Right Round at Crafted Clay
There’s something quietly romantic about spending a morning with your hands caked in clay – no phones, no rush, just laughter and a spinning wheel.
There’s something quietly romantic about spending a morning with your hands caked in clay – no phones, no rush, just laughter and a spinning wheel. That’s exactly what four of us found when we visited Crafted Clay in Lakefield, Benoni for a pottery-on-the-wheel experience. The activity was equal parts grounding, messy, and unexpectedly therapeutic.
Here’s how the day unfolded:
Tucked away in Lakefield, Benoni, Crafted Clay feels like stepping into a creative sanctuary. The space is warm and welcoming, with shelves lined with handcrafted pottery and painted ceramics in bright tones and soft glazes. Each piece tells a story of patience and artistry.
The atmosphere immediately sets the tone: unpretentious, creative, and inspiring. Whether you’re a complete beginner or someone who’s dabbled in pottery before, there’s an unmistakable sense that this is a space where experimentation is celebrated (and encouraged).
Pulling on a string that commanded “Pull Me”, a bell sounded and the door swung open. It was all very artsy as we walked through a small patch of garden, lured by the sound of laughter into the building. We saw reds, greens, yellows, blues and oranges lined up on shelves, with pottery pieces looking at us, wondering if our pieces would be as good as themselves. Precious greeted us and ushered us through to the spinning wheels, where four seats awaited us. In a perfectly timed sequence that must’ve been rehearsed, a television on the wall came to life, with a tutorial video on the do’s and don'ts in the pottery world. We sat back and watched, until it was time to try it for ourselves.



There’s a hum to the pottery wheel – steady, almost meditative. But don’t be fooled: mastering it is another story. Forget what you see on Instagram, it is much harder than it looks.
However, our fantastic instructor guided us through the basics: centring the clay (arguably the hardest part), controlling the speed of the wheel (there is such a thing as too fast, unfortunately), and learning how much pressure is too much pressure (you are stronger than you think). Within minutes, we realised pottery is a delicate balance between confidence and restraint (mainly where the foot pedal is concerned).
At first, the clay wobbles. It resists. It collapses. But slowly, with guidance, tucked elbows, and soft but firm hands, something starts to take shape.
There’s something incredibly grounding about working with clay. Your hands are fully engaged, your mind has no space to wander, and you’re forced to be present in the moment. Because, if you are not, you will have to start again – pottery demands your full attention.
As we each chucked our balls of clay onto our wheels (we didn’t realise the splash it would make) and started the process, there were side glances at each other – a quiet competitive energy of who was getting the hang of things the fastest. The lesson learnt was focus on yourself, enter into a meditative space, and if something isn’t going right, just start over.




After a few practice rounds (and a few lopsided attempts), it was time to focus on creating the piece we would eventually fire and keep.
Choosing what to make is part of the fun – a mug, a bowl, perhaps something more abstract. The instructors are patient, offering subtle corrections and encouragement while still allowing your creativity to lead.
There’s something empowering about watching a formless lump of clay transform under your fingertips. The moment it begins to resemble something intentional feels quietly triumphant.
And while perfection is tempting, pottery has a way of teaching you to embrace imperfection. Slightly uneven rims, subtle fingerprints – these become part of the charm.
Whilst some of us decided to try our hand at making vases, others decided on a pot plant and cigarette ashtray. Up, up, up the vase went, and down, down, down it came. It is very easy to whirl your creation too tall, or too thin, and the result is a dramatic collapse that simply means: “try again”. In the end, we had four products of which we were immensely proud: two single-stem vases (these were the ladies’), a creative pot that could be a mug or it could be for a desk plant, and an ashtray with a place to rest your cigarette (none of us even smoke).




Once the initial form was created, it was time to refine.
Shaping involves trimming excess clay, smoothing edges, and ensuring the structure is balanced. It’s a slower, more meticulous process – way less dramatic than the spinning wheel but equally important.
This stage demands patience. It’s about subtle adjustments and trusting your eye. Watching everyone focus so intently, occasionally breaking into laughter, created a beautiful rhythm in the room. And, of course, we could finally order cappuccinos to fuel us on our journey.
There’s a quiet pride that comes from seeing your piece evolve from fragile and wobbly to structured and defined.
We all sat and stared at our creations for a little bit, not wanting to ruin them by accidentally dropping them, squeezing them too hard, or some other disaster our minds quickly invented. The tools in front of us were sharp, ready to scrape excess clay away, smooth jagged bottoms, and add unique details. One of us decided to smooth with a sponge and then indent with mermaid scales. Another decided on creating a 3D daisy to sit on the edge of the vase. The pot plant became swirls whilst the ashtray became waves.


If spinning clay is about structure, painting is about personality.
Once our pieces were ready for colour, we faced a very hard decision – selecting shades and deciding whether to keep things minimalist or bold. From earthy neutrals to softer pastels or bolder prime colours, the options allowed for creative expression beyond the form itself.
Painting ceramics is surprisingly calming. Each brushstroke feels intentional, knowing that once fired, the glaze will transform in the kiln. Once again, it is all about trusting the process.
There’s also an element of anticipation here. The colours look different before firing, and the final result is something of a surprise – a four-week wait before revealing the true finish. A little imagination goes a long way.
Three of us chose solid colours to let the design we carved speak for itself – light blue to mimic mermaids in the water, burnt orange to highlight the white petals of the daisy flower, and blue and white to reminisce of a time in Portugal. Another decided an ombré was the way to go, choosing green, blue and yellow to morph into one. This step took patience and imagination – the colours didn’t look anything like they would after firing, and we were all nervous about our choices. Painting requires three coats – by the second, your patience is tested. But that is the beauty of ceramic painting – it teaches perseverance and tenacity, forcing you to see something through until the end.








Now comes the part that requires the most patience of us…waiting.
Our pieces will be ready in about four weeks, after drying and firing in the kiln. There’s something exciting about knowing that the final transformation is still to come.
There’s also a poetic beauty in that waiting period. Pottery, much like many worthwhile things, cannot be rushed.
We left Crafted Clay with clay under our nails, splash marks on our jeans, big smiles, and a shared sense of accomplishment. What began as a fun weekend activity became something more meaningful – areminder of the joy found in creating something tangible with your own hands.
We will be back soon to share the images of our end products.
Crafted Clay offers more than just a pottery class – it offers an experience. It’s ideal for friends looking for something different, couples wanting a creative date idea, or even solo visitors craving a mindful escape.
In a world that moves quickly, there’s something beautifully rebellious about slowing down and shaping clay. And in four weeks’ time, we’ll be holding a permanent reminder of an afternoon well spent. Some afternoons give you memories. Others give you something you can hold.

There’s something quietly romantic about spending a morning with your hands caked in clay – no phones, no rush, just laughter and a spinning wheel.

There’s something quietly romantic about spending a morning with your hands caked in clay – no phones, no rush, just laughter and a spinning wheel.

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