Last Fall I took part in a First Friday Art Walk in Burlington. My work was there for a month. The day I had to go take my work down I was walking to my car and saw a grease trap sitting on the sidewalk against a building. It was filthy and gross but I had to have it. Today I spent the morning bending the trap flat and cutting and grinding this piece, when I finally got it together and hung it up I became one with it. I don't know what it is exactly about circles, but they do something to my brain. They send me in a delirium. They rotate my thoughts and leave me speechless. They make me hum and buzz and somehow right me. I just noticed that my photographs are IN circles and my RR plates have circles in them. I like that too. Ying and Yang.