I decided to spare the plate. It now is this calming, strong element to hold on to admist the chaos of all the broken pieces. It protects the fragile construction from the noise coming from the outside world.
The piece didn't survive the travel back home, so I'm lucky to have these photos. They remind of what creating art can do for people. How it can (almost) be therapeutic. How it can tell a storie to the artist, and a whole other story to the one experiencing it.
- teacup and saucer
- hot glue gun
- tea towel