"Self Love:  It started out a tall regal bust. I left the room and came back, and it was collapsing. And I still loved it... because isn't that just like LIFE? I formed the shoulders into self-hugging arms and hands, and then THEY became unsecured when fired. Again, like LIFE.  Sometimes, without warning, things will collapse. We must get a grip on ourselves and love ourselves... but it still may be difficult to hang on if the heat is hot enough." - full title