I Envy The Wind
Desert environment  and the traces of the people
who live in it are inseparably intertwined and
ultimately indistinguishable. A stone becomes an altar
becomes a mesa becomes an horizon becomes a
sky. Both weather and hand leave their
mark, sanctifying what they touch. Of all these powers
that transform, most of all I envy the wind.
Wood, stone;  13” High x 27” Long x 10” Deep