“I like to think light is intrinsic to the material of the work, and emerges to the surface through the strokes I carve, like the whiteness of bones emerges from a wound. Bones support us, we feel their shape, they are sculptural lines within us. We identify with them. I imagine how a primitive man experienced the proprioceptive sensation of his skeleton. The association with pain when a bone is uncovered by a deep wound, what might have evoked in him seeing the bones of an animal, or the skeleton of a human being. The association of the pain with death. Projecting all of this on a conceptual level, in that hypothetical wound I imagine a point of conjunction, a breach between the universe and the microcosm of a person. In that spot I like to place the works of Bones of Light.”