The Early Firings Contained Many Stones.

The Stones Tear Like Flesh, Rather Than Breaking. Although What Happens Is Violent, It Is A Violence That Is In Stone. A Tear Is More Unnerving Than A Break.

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

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

Complete Control Can Be The Death Of A Work.

If I'm Going To Understand The Land, I Have To Understand The Wind, The Snow, The Rain, The Leaves, The Ice, And Changes In Temperature. It Just Reflects A Reality For Me.