As I grew tired of working with a rectangular block for my woodcuts, I refueled my love of carving by going straight to the source and chopping down a tree from my backyard in Maine. I developed a relationship with the wood by removing the bark, planing and sanding the planks. By the time I was ready to begin carving my anthropomorphic worlds, I had gotten to know the wood and was comfortable with how it felt in my hands. Unlike the stacks of birch-ply boards I had spent a few years with, this wood was organic. It is much like comparing organic, farm raised chicken to McDonald's chicken Mcnuggets. These were printed by hand onto Mulberry paper. 2015.