The Quarry

"Nature folded in fractal memories, vibrations and silence, as if in her veins ran lightning rather than water, as if her bodies where flesh rather than stone. Growthpains generates structures searching for the sun; human labour a pulsating creative/destructive emanation which extends the embrace of meaning all around. As natural beauty is the trace of the identical/nonidentical; the human hand the evanescent objectified and summoned to duration and enthropy."

- G. d'Anjou-Lepic