So I just thought I’d share a little about sculpture and stone and why I like it.
I love stone. It fascinates me. I love to pick them up and feel them turn from cold to hot in my hand. I am in awe of these little stones. Stones that were once enormous boulders wore down by wind and rain and sea. Tumbled and tossed around by nature until it is as small as a tiny grain of sand.
Each stone contains millions of years of history in it, the tiniest pebble holds so many memories. I love finding stones like this one, it caught my eye because it was so unusual, two separate stones melded together.