My world is full of stones, crystals, rocks. I had been collecting them for ages, some were given to me by generous hands, others bought, others gifts from nature itself in walks on beaches everywhere, rivers, mountains... I feel compelled to lift them, explore their individual beauty, dive into their lines and every time I think how Old they are, millions of years maybe. How much they had "seen"? It is true they have some kind of consciousness? If everything is atoms, energy, don't we share the same core? Crystals "heal"... so do river stones, volcanic stones, fossils, the memories of their past? Are so many things written about, so many theories... what if they are true and our sciences, still young, can't yet fully understand? It is So Much that I wonder... 
Set in heavy gauge copper in a brutalist postapo style, this stone (some kind of jasper I think) shows its beauty, its texture, a world of earthy colors. 
It measures total 3 1/2 inches x 2 1/2 inches approx.