I am dealing with the process of “being” and the body plays an important part in this dance. It is a form of being here – a vehicle. The air-light felted figures are like pieces of bark curled off of the forms that they belonged to. The body tells its owner’s story like a physical diary of the life lived. The figures in Divine the earth, although fixed and still, could suggest a movement in time like the river in Margaret Lawrence’s novel “The Diviners” that flows in two directions at once. The bodies could be either in the process of forming or of unravelling. If we continue to pollute our atmosphere and to hurt our rivers and the land that we live in - have our being in, then how can we expect our bodies to manifest in strong, vibrant and healthy forms? The living planet is reflected in the life forms that spring from within and we cannot escape the reality of our feet of clay.