How Does Nature Inspire You?

Growing up in a poorer rural area, there were always natural materials lying around that had such intriguing qualities to them—like a rotting tree stump that had the personality of an old witch doctor or a fresh strawberry that was the purest shade of red I had ever seen. Imagine shrubs with huge thorns, thistles, and pinecones. Everything had its own texture and most of it was natural. I always loved how the natural world creates its own sort of sculptures when these living and dying pieces of the natural world collect on the ground. Once I started seeing pieces of plants and trees as sculptures, it was all over from there. I gathered things up and tied them together. I couldn’t stop exploring and looking for new objects and things.