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I am a humble artist molding my earthly clod, adding my labor to nature's, simply assisting God. Not that my labour is needed, yet somehow I understand, my Maker has deemed it that I too should have Unmolded clay in my hand.
An elderly man with a long, white beard skillfully shapes a clay pot on a pottery wheel, surrounded by baskets of clay in a serene, dramatic landscape illuminated by soft, golden light.