Where: Totteridge and Whetstone tube is a stones throw away
When: Day time and evening courses
I felt slightly unsure about whether I was in the right place as I walked round the cul de sac and found the correct house number. Wondering whether I might interupt a family sitting down to dinner, I knocked on the door. Thankfully, a friendly woman with clay on her hands greeted me and led me inside into a makeshift workshop in which I planned to spend the evening creating a sculpture.
The woman was Linda Zeff, the teacher, and once she'd got another new student set up she took me on a tour. Her laundry room contains 2 kilns for firing the clay models and shelves full of student's work which spill over into her other store room. I was then led into the 2 rooms at the back of the house which were buzzing with people, sleezes rolled up, critically examining and fiddling with their clay shapes in front of them. It was quite a short tour but I liked how proud she clearly was of the set up.
As Linda sat me down between 2 fellow students, Tattiana and Freddy, I felt apprehensive. I'm used to drawing... working in 3D is a whole different ball game. I was kitted out with a board, a turny thing to go under it and a heavy handful of cold, wet terracotta clay. I decided to make a torso to sit in the window of our soon to be new flat. This was perhaps a little ambitious but I was somehow feeling more confident already.
Linda showed me how to get started; by building the shape slowly from a flat base of clay and adding smallish chunks at a time with a bit of hoping for the best and a sculpture to copy. I felt quite pleased with my progress until Linda came back over and turned it round, revealing a misshapen backside - top tip for sculpture is keep turning it round. She pointed out that it looked like it was crouching to 'do it's business'. Her honesty was refreshing and the humour made it all feel entirely unintimidating.
Linda did a bit of torso damage control, got me back on track and then went off to help everyone else (she was very good at spending enough time with each of us). I continued, with unhelpful but quite funny comments from freewheeling massive head moulding Freddy who said she looked like she'd been "cut in half and stuck back together without a spine". His comments were offset by Tattiana's encouraging remarks on the shapely breasts and womanly bottom.
I continued in a sort of semi meditative manner and experienced the amazing process of watching this blob of clay slowly transform. One of the highlights during this was Linda's husband Colin appearing and taking hot drink requests. How happily I sipped on my tea as I squidged and smudged and prodded at my lady's stumpy legs.
By the end of the evening I'd made a torso fit for our future windowsill and perhaps for an episode of Baywatch - I think even Freddy was impressed by it's shapely form. Linda's a straight talker, so when you've finished and she says 'that's turned out beautifully' you feel like she truly means it.
Along the way I got to know Mike the osteopath from Enfield, Tattiana the documentary maker from Old Street and Freddy the student from Angel. There was a gaggle of other women in the back room having a good natter too. It was generally a very convivial way to spend the evening.
So the upshot is, if you want 2.5 hours of creative therapy complete with hot drink and nice people to chat to if you so wish, this is for you. Linda will make sure you end up with something you're proud of, drawing on her 13 years of teaching experience to give you as much help as you want.
Here's what Linda told me about why she does these classes:
"In 13 years I've never had anyone do something that doesn't get me excited. Some students come to me saying they can't do it but they always surprise themselves and then they just get more and more ambitious. I get a buzz when I open the kiln and their sculpture is sitting in there looking beautiful, or when they glaze them - it's like alchemy seeing the colours emerge."
For more information on prices and times or to book a class, visit www.lindazeff.com/


