Sometimes I have visions. I was walking around a playground one day when I had the vision that there was someone stuck in the ground. Not dead but somehow dreaming amidst the roots of the trees. I found out later that a girl had fallen out of a tree and passed on near the spot. Someone later brought me the driftwood. I started carving the wood but I couldn't shake the image. It ended up being a dialogue with the image about how to represent a soul as the embodiment of "betweeness".