If I Had To Describe My Work

Winter Makes A Bridge Between One Year And Another And, In This Case, One Century And The Next.

I'm Dealing With The Most Important Things There Are: Life And Nature. If This Doesn't Work, If This Doesn't Sustain Me, I Can't Go Back To Nature. I'm Right There. There's Nowhere To Go, And That Frightens Me.

A Snowball Is Simple, Direct And Familiar To Most Of Us. I Use This Simplicity As A Container For Feelings And Ideas That Function On Many Levels.

Some Of The Snowballs Have A Kind Of Animal Energy. Not Just Because Of The Materials Inside Them, But In The Way That They Appear Caged, Captured.

Once The Fired Stone Is Out Of The Kiln, It Is Still Possible To Mentally Reconstruct It In Its Original Form.