I Think That I'm Always Trying To

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

Looking, Touching, Material, Place And Form Are All Inseparable From The Resulting Work. It Is Difficult To Say Where One Stops And Another Begins. The Energy And Space Around A Material Are As Important As The Energy And Space Within. The Weather--rain, Sun, Snow, Hail, Mist, Calm--is That External Space Made Visible. When I Touch A Rock, I Am Touching And Working The Space Around It. It Is Not Independent Of Its Surroundings, And The Way It Sits Tells How It Came To Be There.

I'm Very Fortunate To Be Able To Do What I Do And Live The Way I Do.

I Think That Any Sculpture Is A Response To Its Environment. It Can Be Brought To Life Or Put To Sleep By The Environment.

There's A Huge Number Of Things That Are Occurring With The Ice Works Which Fascinate Me Enormously, But It's Driven By This Kind Of Frantic Race Against Time. And Whilst That Creates A Huge Amount Of Tension And Problems, It's A Tension That I Think I Feed Off.