Cat:	Meow…
	I noticed one of your sculptures 
	resembled a cat on it's back, it's 
	legs sticking straight up, like Fred 
	Sandback's cat.  
	Is it a dead cat or a sleeping cat?
Me:	I discovered it in that position and it 
	is still sitting there with its legs up.  
	I think it just does that when I'm
	looking.  It's generous in that way.
Cat:	Are you saying I should stay still 
	longer?
Me:	Well then you would be a sculpture.
Cat:	Meow………
	So these wood sculptures, 
	what are they for?
Me:	Warmth!
Cat: 	Is that why you refer to them as  
	"Logos Jigs?"
Me:	Yes.  It's Hericlitus' idea of logos 
	that has held my imagination.
	For Hericlitus the logos is the common 
	constituent in everything……
Cat:	 ………and contact with it causes 
	warming of the soul.  
Me:	I like to think of the "common 
	constituent" as a context for making 
	sculpture, because it suggests a place 	
	that doesn't function by dividing 
	matter and space, but rather reveals 
	their essential belonging together. 
	The logos isn't a frame or container, 
	it's pervasive activity.  
Cat:	Perhaps one day we'll just be the logos
Me:	I think we already are we just can't 
	hold on to it………
Cat:	…..so you make sculptures.
Me:	That's it! 
Cat: 	To do the logos tango!
Me:	Sounds good! ………
	..and what about you Cat? 
Cat:	I sleep for long periods of time and 
	then awaken to it suddenly, as if I 
	was caught with my fur down.  
	Also you have seen my own jigs?
	(Cat begins a little shuffle and 
	then exposes belly)
Me:	Ah yes! I learn much from your 
	acrobatic improvisations.
	(Cat jumps back to her feet)
 Cat:	Improvisation seems to be at the 
	heart of how you go about building?