Somewhere in the synapses of inspiration the steel rods on which the cored bricks of the Brick Things are threaded mutated into chain, and the bricks into stone, and the image of Prometheus chained on the mountaintop became the image of the stones themselves chained together.
There is this outcrop of stone of the meadow of the mountain that has always begged for a sculptural presence. We found the stone for it, but couldnt move it with a five foot steel bar. When we got the four-wheel drive truck, I hooked up the chain and Louise drove, and we dragged the stone across the meadow to the outcrop. Amid camping in the frost of October while the excavation and concrete work for the camp was accomplished, I blew the hole through the stone with the hammerdrill, and left it. Louise asked what I wanted for my November birthday and I said, a weekend North to mount the stone. The two inchs of snow melted over the course of a beautiful day, as we set up a tripod and cut the bottom of the stone to a V shaped edge and cut a corresponding grove in the outcrop. Lifted and placed the stone with a two ton chain hoist and secured the whole thing with 7/16 inch steel pins and chain. This collaboration was the best birthday I ever had..........Prometheus.