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from it. This is my nature. So I dropped a lump of clay on the floor and looked at it. Some time later, still thinking about the possibilities of this experience, I took a warm mass of wax and put it into cold water. While it cooled I manipulated it making some gestures with my fingers, absolutely unconsciously, until it was cold...then taking it out I would examine it from a technical point of view. Could it be cast? Then I cut away with a hot tool the parts that were too fragile for casting -- to this point without any idea in mind. While manipulating this form some images would persist, little by little becoming clear. I would then choose this image to develop. But, to get back to your question, one day I found a form, something very playful very gay, an acrobat on a horse. I started to clarify my horse. By the end of the day the horse was clear. Then I went home. My wife gave me some very sad, unpleasant news. I could not sleep. I waited for the daylight, to get back to work, to the playful mood of my work. The next day I could not recapture the mood of yesterday. The figure fell from the horse and was being pulled by the reins of the horse. "Only Inspiration", (the title of the piece), was pulling me. It was not my intention originally. Originally I was in a playful mood, but I could not keep this mood from the day before. You see how art is imperative; when it