These sculptures are earthquakes. Really. They're not idle

depictions of these most powerful sweeps of "God's

hand". The pressures exerted during their creation are not

just memories resting in my tired muscles. They're

dynamic stresses still. They are what it is to be a tremor,

or one of those things in this world that convinces us

there's something else besides ourselves and what we

can see. It puts the backbone in our beliefs, pushing our

churches higher and their coffers deeper.

My recent sculptures are the cause leapfrogging the effect.

In this case, earthquakes hopping over the church and

inserting themselves within the actual structure. What

about the structure of the church? Well, the modern church

wouldn't be what it is today if it hadn't gotten light into those

first cathedrals. Huge cathedrals called for huge windows,

huge windows needed huge arches to not only point to the

sky, but to provide structure for those massive windows,

not to mention the spires. Those window arches absolutely

needed the additional support of the flying buttress. To

make this buttress "fly" was to allow for more light into the

lovingly decorated gothic superstructure. And of course,

without the earthquake & tornado, those disasters so

central to belief, there would be no need to come up with a

superpower in heaven that demanded such a lavish house

of worship in the first place.

So here they are, support columns, these things that were

at the center of medieval worship. They made possible the

structure of the cathedral, what many would call the

ultimate embodiment of the power of the Church/God. The

difference between those incredible columns and mine is

that mine's made of earthquakes & tornados, THE

phenomena, the very hand of God.