Fire Is The Origin Of Stone.by Working

The First Snowball I Froze Was Put In My Mother's Deep Freeze When I Was In My Early 20s.

Occasionally I Have Come Across A Last Patch Of Snow On Top Of A Mountain In Late May Or June. There's Something Very Powerful About Finding Snow In Summer.

We Leave Our Presence In The Pavement. We're Walking Over It, Sitting On Steps.

Confrontation Is Something That I Accept As Part Of The Project Though Not Its Purpose.

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