The Potter's Hands

I just couldn't make myself do another "this ought to sell" project today. It had to come from the heart and be a true creative work. I've opened my sketchbook to a drawing I did a few months ago in church. "Mold me, use me, fill me, walk beside me, I give my life to the potter's hands..." or something similar goes the song. The sketch I did was pretty rough, so my neighbor consented to being my hand model.
She's a beautiful lady with much love and work in those hands, so I think she's a great fill-in for the true Potter. Now let's see if I can render this into a quilt.

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