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The Artist
I say, “As a child spending his summers on Kelleys Island, I spent a lot of time wandering around on the beach in front of my grandmother’s house. I know now, but didn’t then, that the island is basically one large chunk of limestone, hard enough to have resisted the erosive power of the glaciers of earlier ice ages. The beach consists of stones, cobbles, pebbles and sand sorted by weight, shape, contour and specific gravity in response to the action of the waves, the ice, and the current. The limestone bedrock has yielded slowly to the waves and to freezing and thawing, as large chunks break off, resulting in drop off shelves, as one enters the water. The chunks that break off are tumbled by wave action, are broken, tumbled and broken again and again. What results is a beach of limestone pieces, rounded but flat, as limestone cleaves most easily along sedimentary layers. Anyway… I took up skipping stones. The beach was great for finding good skippers. This involved some searching, some appreciation for the qualities of various potential, just right skippers. I also began to examine the qualities of the other stones. One interesting feature was, and is, that every stone had its own spider, the first line of defense against the clouds of insects that daily hatch out of the water, to mate and to penetrate the screens of the houses and gather around the evening lights. Then there were rocks unlike the whitish limestone, which is really ninety-nine point nine percent of the mass of the beach. These were colored stones, most often found at the water’s edge. Their specific gravity is greater than that of the limestone, so the limestone is thrown further by the waves. They are also more resistant, because of their hardness. I collected those I found to be most beautiful. These are the erratics. Later, when I began carving stones I returned to them, thought about why they were the way they were and brought those musings into the language of the work. In college I took a geology class. My interest has not waned.” I tell them.
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