A rock came from the sea – oyster shells encrusted it- speaking no language known to me. It lay there until one day I began to see or hear its sea voice, the toss of waves. I nailed it with two drills and captured its shape.

– Isamu Noguchi, Sea Stone, 1979.

 

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