WHEN WORDS ARE TOO HARD, CLAY SPEAKS

WHEN WORDS ARE TOO HARD, CLAY SPEAKS

Naomi still remembers the pot. Not because it was good – it wasn’t. It was small, uneven, a little misshapen. A wonky pot, made by a six-year-old who had already started to believe she wasn’t very good at anything. “I loved it,” she says. “I thought I might...