The earth doesn't have a housekeeper to do the dusting.
What is conserved in the ground? Stone, bronze, ivory, bone, sometimes pottery. Never wood objects, no fabric or skins. That completely skews our notions about primitive man.
I begin with an idea and then it becomes something else.
Nothing can be done without solitude. I've created my own solitude which nobody suspects
Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?
To find is the thing.