The root of my work is a dialogue between my hands and matter. A lump of clay or block of wood is formed into an object full of allusions, yet it eludes definition. Is it a tree trunk, or a torso? A cave or a womb? The human figure is an essential reference in the physical presence of these forms. Like a fossil the material bears an impression of the vitality of my body and mind. God made Adam from dust, in His own image. So we men make art from dust in our own image. It reveals our nature: malleable but obstinate, resilient yet brittle, physical and spiritual, moral and depraved, temporal and eternal.