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My love of clay lies not in the perfected,
Neither does it lie within the object.
My hands immersed in clay triggers memories,
from childhood and our time of unbounded experimentation
The joy of the journey through process and material,
allowing their characteristics to flourish by letting go of control.
To be just another tool in the process,
challenging the boundaries we place on ourselves.
Relinquish
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