Catherine St Jude Pretorius. E J von Lyrik. Hanna van der Walt. Portrait of my mother. Postcard from the future. In the boys club. Bursting through the glass ceiling. If pottery is a slow dance between the Earth and the potters hand , as a writer poetically suggested, then for Sarah Munyai it has been a lifelong performance. She learned . Five minutes after I call her to introduce myself and arrange a time to meet, Mitta Lebaka phones me back to suggest that instead of meeting at the Children of .