Scooped Sentinel Portal Contour

As you walk along the edge of a river you stop, pick up a rock and turn it in your hand. You may set it down or send it skimming across the water, a perfect skipping stone.

Of the millions of rocks upon a shore we choose one. Why are we drawn to these ancient weathered forms? What makes us want to pick them up?

On one of our walks we began collecting larger stones, examining their shapes, seeing how a thousand years of water had carved them. Tracing their contours with our eyes and fingers. Wrapping our hands around them enclosing, enveloping, elevating, dreaming, echoing the form, they become a sculpture, honoring the rock and its ancient beauty.