Dream Person came to me literally in a dream. It tumbled slowly in space for what seemed like centuries, I awoke briefly, sketched it on paper and returned to the dream. In the morning I modeled it in plasticine clay. By that evening I had cut the sculpture from a block of teak and was carving. I finished sanding it during the annual Peace March in Vancouver a few weeks later.
Five years later, I carved it again in marble at twice the scale. Something grabs me about the stance, and the forces, movements, and intentions it implies. It stimulates my imagination. It invites me to explore those movements and forces in my daily living, and in my carving.
Twenty years later than that, I carved it once again in granite, twice as tall as the second and four times as tall as the first (16 times as heavy). That sculpture, Torso in Motion, appears independently in the gallery because it has its own stories to tell.