My journey with clay began as a humble exploration, an invitation to engage with a medium that spoke to me in whispers of possibility. Each encounter with the malleable substance revealed layers of discovery, unfolding like petals of a flower. At first tentative, my hands grew accustomed to the rhythmic dance of molding, shaping, and refining. With every touch, I unearthed fragments of my own story, buried deep within the earthy embrace of the clay. Through trials and triumphs, I learned to surrender to the unpredictable nature of the medium, finding beauty in imperfection and resilience in the face of challenge. With each creation, I embarked on a voyage of self-discovery, charting unexplored territories of emotion, memory, and imagination. Clay became my companion, a silent witness to the ebbs and flows of my inner landscape, a mirror reflecting the essence of my being. And as my journey with clay continues to unfold, I find solace in the unending cycle of creation and transformation, embracing the beauty of the unknown with open arms.