

Clay, glaze and silence ðºâšI found that the soul calms down when my fingers feel the cold wetness of clay, and the rotating potter's wheel turns the chaos of thoughts into smooth lines of the future cup ðš And then - the magic of painting: each brush stroke is like a meditation, when time dissolves, and only color, form and this strange, deep sense of harmony come first ð Who else has found his "island of calm" in creativity?ð©ð»âðš