When I Do The Permanent Projects Or

One Of The Beauties Of Art Is That It Reflects An Artist's Entire Life. What I've Learned Over The Past 30 Years Is Really Beginning To Inform What I Make. I Hope That Process Continues Until I Die.

Sometimes You Need To Stop Doing Something To Really See It Afresh.

For Me Looking, Touching, Material, Place And Form Are All Inseparable From The Resulting Work. It Is Difficult To Say Where One Stops And Another Begins. Place Is Found By Walking, Direction Determined By Weather And Season. I Take The Opportunity Each Day Offers: If It Is Snowing, I Work In Snow, At Leaf-fall It Will Be Leaves; A Blown Over Tree Becomes A Source Of Twigs And Branches.

I Can't Edit The Materials I Work With. My Remit Is To Work With Nature As A Whole. I Find Nature As A Whole Disturbing. Nature Can Be Harsh – Difficult And Brutal, As Well As Beautiful. You Couldn't Walk Five Minutes From Here Without Coming Across Something That Is Dead Or Decaying.

My Art Recognizes The Human Place, The Human Context - Especially In Britain, Which Is A Landscape So Worked By People For Thousands Of Years, Written, Deeply Ingrained With The Presence Of People.