"It was after my father past. I need something to do. Some way to express the emotions I was feeling. I tried many things. Fighting rebelling until one day my mother put a knife and a piece of wood in my hands. She told me rather then attacking myself and others maybe I should attack something I couldn't hurt. At first I had no idea what I was doing. I was just stabbing the wood taking my anger out on it. Days later I was calmer and I had a sculpture of my father."