Even In Winter An Isolated Patch Of

When I Make A Work, I Often Take It To The Very Edge Of Its Collapse, And That's A Very Beautiful Balance.

I Love The Winter. Well, I Love All The Seasons, But The Winter Is Possibly One Of The Most Intense.

Abandoning The Project Was Incredibly Stressful After Having Gone Through The Process Of Building The Room, Installing The Kiln, Collecting The Stones, Sitting With The Kiln Day And Night As It Came To Temperature, Experiencing The Failures.

The Underlying Tension Of A Lot Of My Art Is To Try And Look Through The Surface Appearance Of Things. Inevitably, One Way Of Getting Beneath The Surface Is To Introduce A Hole, A Window Into What Lies Below.

I Have To Understand The Nature Of Change. And I Cannot Just Work With Stone Or The More Permanent Materials. I Need To Work With Leaves And Ice And Snow And Mud And Clay And Water And The Rising Tide And The Wind And All These.