I will say that this is me in pottery. I remember I found me a little bit before I made the conscious decision to start adopting pottery. The usual routine is that I carefully look through the shelves for the orphans, pick them up, and then flip them over. When I flipped me over, before I knew this was me, I saw two letters drawn into the clay in small precise letters. They were my initials. I thought to myself, "If I were to make a piece of pottery, I could see myself making this." It resembles me as well, being on the petite side, unassuming, and utilitarian in a unique way, with earthy colors. I think the creator, like my creator, didn't want something flashy or bulky, just something that would quieting do it's job and do it well. Like me there are variations in it's color and many imperfections. Like me it also has a purpose which continually changes according to the need of my creator.
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