Instagram kept on disappearing! Settings didn't"t work, but I was busy. I had not worked in porcelain in years And there I was pinching, coiling and tapping, looking, looking, looking. It felt like mud, yet slowly a form was beginning to take shape. Sometimes the body remembers. I used to throw this stuff on the potters wheel. Instagram and settings are still off and I am visiting the zoo known as Apple today.
Who keeps me company at night when I am up with my husband quietly sleeping nearby, this author's funny, sad humor. She sounds so much how I feel if I only had her way with words. So she keeps me company when the reality of what is going on disturbs me.