|Here I am. This is Me.|
"Old age is far more than white hair, wrinkles, the feeling that it is too late and the game finished, that the stage belongs to the rising generations. The true evil is not the weakening of the body, but the indifference of the soul.
A woman I met in a distant town of Oaxaca, who has spent her entire life making these wonderful black ceramic pots and objects, so much so that the lines and patterns on her cheeks seemed to match the wrinkles and lines on her face.