My Work Comes First, Reasons For It

I Go Way Beyond Just The Wood And Stone But To The Process Of Growth And Farming And The Tensions Between The Two.

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

I've Laid Down In Dried Up Streambeds, Leaving A Shadow. And Then, Five Minutes Later, It's Flash Flooded, And Where I Once Laid Is Now Running Water, Which Would've Washed Me Away, You Know? There's That Power And Danger Often In Places That Look So Calm And Pastoral To Begin With.

Fire Is The Origin Of Stone.by Working The Stone With Heat, I Am Returning It To Its Source.

Generally In New York, People Just Walk Over You With No Problem About That. Other Countries, People Want To Resuscitate You, Like, After A Bit.