"Everyone starts somewhere," Liam encouraged. "The most important part is getting a feel for the clay and finding your rhythm."

Liam, the assistant instructor at the studio, looked up from his workbench as she approached. He was used to seeing beginners feel a bit intimidated by the rows of pottery wheels, but Elena seemed ready to dive in.

He sat on a nearby stool to demonstrate the basic techniques, showing her how to center the clay using steady pressure from her palms and fingers. Elena listened intently, leaning in to observe the way the shape transformed under his guidance. When it was her turn, she mirrored his movements with focus.

Liam led her to a vacant wheel and provided her with a fresh wedge of clay. As she sat down, she looked at the spinning surface with a mix of curiosity and slight hesitation.

"I have to warn you," Elena laughed, pulling her hair back into a practical ponytail. "I haven't done anything artistic in years. You might have your work cut out for you today."

"Keep your elbows tucked in for stability," Liam suggested. "It helps you use your core strength to keep the clay from wobbling."