"After having a baby, my life changed so much that at first it was frightening to lose the sense of myself as a separate person with my own desires. Whenever possible I started to get out to the workshop, it saved me, but at the same time there was a feeling that I was leaving the child without a mother, taking his world away from him. I wasn't ashamed, I didn't scold myself for it, but I still felt an anxiety lump in my throat.Every such day I made a lump of clay until the lumps ran out."