The mystery of day, when all of a sudden you feel a piece of art is finished and you know that adding or taking away anything from it would injure it considerably. It comes without warning. That astonishing moment when the chemistry of the whole seems logical. The moment when you know everything has come together. The moment when you come to the conclusion that what you ve done is finally making sense. It gives me great pleasure to have given meaning and a life so to speak to my work. The breath that sustains me is that of creation. SF.