Black Surfer
I felt as if I were scooping stone from the rock instead of chipping it to make those chips. In an instant, literally in a single stroke, chips came into being, each as...
Arabesque
Seventeen years after I carved Spirit Form in walnut, I imagined tipping it up on one leg, in a balletic pose, and carving it in pink Portuguese marble at a larger scal...
Trajectory of Resilience
Already as a rough boulder, the granite suggested a graph or mathematical function to me, and that impression remained foremost in my mind as I worked the stone. It rep...
Ode to Joy
Getting to know Joy by email, through photographs, poems, and stories of ourselves and our surroundings helped me select the stone and develop the form, which e...
