The Underlying Sense Of Form In My

A Mobile Is An Abstract Sculpture Made Chiefly Out Of Sheet Metal, Steel Rods, Wire And Wood. Some Or All Of These Elements Move, Propelled By Electric Motors, Wind, Water Or By Hand.

You See Nature And Then You Try To Emulate It.

To Most People Who Look At A Mobile, It's No More Than A Series Of Flat Objects That Move. To A Few, Though, It May Be Poetry.

The Universe Is Real, But You Can't See It. You Have To Imagine It.

My Fingers Always Seem Busier Than My Mind.