It was a wonderful thing to discover at the age of 47, in 1995, that I was able to let go of the ordered, straight-line and logical world which had been mine as an architect. My first attempts to represent the human body were, of course, crude and unsophisticated, but it was a revelation to me that I could do it at all. In time some of the pieces were fired and acquired a permanence which symbolised my growing confidence, and led directly to stone carving - a process I had always admired and imagined to be impossibly difficult, until I tried it.

The problems of weight and expense led to experiments with welding thin sheet metal; mild steel for the first - a full size figure of a man running, phosphor bronze sheet subsequently because it can be left outside without rusting. The welded structures are light and strong and ideal for expressing movement.

My voyage towards an understanding of the intricacies of the human body - its shapes and textures, the relationships between its parts - will last and sustain me forever. Some day I hope to have learnt enough to move away from literal representation - to abstract the essence of beauty, youth, age, tenderness. Many of my pieces try to express the relationship between two people, to show the body language, to tell the story of that moment. Parenthood, pregnancy, and its creation, hold a particular fascination. Recently I have been learning to interpret two dimensional images as relief carvings, such as Emily and Two Sisters.