People also leave presence in a place even when they are no longer there.

It's frightening and unnerving to watch a stone melt.

The photography is not the aim of the work; the articulation of the work through photography is another way of understanding what's going on and what's happening outside.

We leave our presence in the pavement. We're walking over it, sitting on steps.

A snowball is simple, direct and familiar to most of us. I use this simplicity as a container for feelings and ideas that function on many levels.

Stones are checked every so often to see if any have split or at worst exploded. An explosion can leave debris in the elements so the firing has to be abandoned.

If I'm going to understand the land, I have to understand the wind, the snow, the rain, the leaves, the ice, and changes in temperature. It just reflects a reality for me.