Your Cracker piece does that to me. And Campfire reminds me of the intro to The Friendly Giant, my reference. Your work digs at the inside. Leaving the topsoil there, upturned. You circle around the idea of beginnings.
Beginnings are so specific.
I return again and again and still lose my way, or tell it differently. Beginnings are so huge. A rebirth in each movement of the same. Much of the time I'm indifferent to the miracle of it. That's how I saw the men in Leverage the first time around.