clay and continuity
One of the subtle yet profound joys of working with clay on a potter’s wheel is that you will inevitably make shapes that found their way more in spite of you than because of you, because the clay sent you urgent “I’m-Not-Right-Yet” messages, forcing you to wrestle. You finally reach a compromise and relax to the inevitable, and you find that the shape you have made looks familiar; then you realize that shapes nearly identical to yours were first introduced to the civilized world thousands of years ago. You are extending an ancient tradition, and interacting with your ancestors. You may even be connected with the Infinite.
One with Clay, Image and Text 