I start with clear ideas but once the idea horse gets into motion, I give it full rein and see where it takes me. To help this journey I invoke serendipity and at any given spontaneous moment I will not draw rein nor direct the horse. I will merely hold on tight and be thrilled at the journey and unexpected destination. I do not rigidly stick to plan so am surprised and thrilled as I create.

At a sculpture forum some years ago I was part of an audience who listened to another sculptor’s point of view. In his opening address he said, “I gather most of you here today are fellow sculptors so you must have some sore necks and backs.” Well, I did. I have stress fractures in my neck and back and pain is my constant companion and it will stay that way because I cannot stop making things even though the work is strenuous and relentless. As my body ages the fox in me comes to the fore and I have to work out new ways to do old things. I purchased a two-tonne cropper to help me work steel and that is like having 250 horses waiting silently for my command. The style of the artworks has changed accordingly – pieces are made and arranged and there is less shaping over the flames and anvil. I see a scaling down of the physical aspects of sculpting. I will probably have to make clay sculptures and have editions made in bronze. After that it may be folding paper and teaching. Whichever way it goes, I will use older ears that hear more clearly, I will use eyes with unfocussed vision to see more clearly and hopefully use a mouth to listen with.