Four years ago I was called by the large rocks that dot our property in The Eastern Townships of Quebec. They were a generous gift from the earth, received when an excavation team brought them up from the depths while remedying the drainage problem around our house. I began to have a strange, anthropomorphic relationship with three of the rocks sitting in my direct view. We could be friends. We could inspire you, answer some questions, they called; and so a period of sustained inquiry began. I have spent almost a year now making art with rocks and stones as my major focus. This period of making was different than any I’d experienced before. It implored me to stop being casual and also to stop having expectations around what I was creating. The unforeseen outcome was that the attention I gave to the rocks and stones became the attention I gave to myself as an artist.