So I have had to ease up on the idea of perfection with this media. The clay like some wise old sage instructing me calmly, immovably to master my impatience, to curb my worry, to learn "the ways of the clay" as it spins and spins on the wheel.
I can only control it with the utmost attention, focus and sensitivity. Like a living being, it is.
Oh Yoda, help!
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