February 23, 2014


I tell myself, through these days of incremental progress, that, as I'm not called by the scale of public art, nor do I believe that I can save myself through production, production, production, the compression of effort will pay off if I can turn them into multiples, bronzes.  And, one day, someone might want the original enough to pay for it.  It's a siren song I'm sure has led many to the rocks, lovely things that they are.