Getting ready for a show of my stuff.  Fun and sobering to see it all together.  Artist Statement — those words wake me up at 3am. Where did this stuff come from?? It’s been fun to backtrack, the way you do when you find yourself thinking about a childhood friend:  how did I get to thinking about Karen?  And then you trace your thoughts backward.

You did see the article on Edmund De Waal in the Sunday New York Times?