Artists, like any other person, can justify their actions in their minds. But I find the inner dialogue to be a private one, best manifest in action and work. And I know that my forte is not words but in building, preferring instead to let others more adept at words speak. As Ajax (Aias) says in Ovid’s Metamorphoses; “I am not at ease with speech, and he is not the one for deeds; if one has need to battle savagely along the field, I am the man to call…” There are many hundred helmets, crates and boxes full. I don’t count. The shields proliferate. They all seem necessary. Each idea leads to six others, large and small. That is the life…..