In the West we are almost always dealing with drought. That’s just part of the territory of living in an arid environment where water is scarce. Images of cracked, dried-out soil are entrenched in my memory from the ’70s when dust storms roared down the street in Southeastern Colorado when I was a kid.

While this installation is in Wyoming, the cracked soil is familiar from those early memories. The jagged lines have always fascinated me, and I’m thrilled that I finally incorporated them into my work.