My father was an unknown and overlooked environmental artist. Coming from humble indigenous and farm-folk beginnings in Oklahoma, I inherited his love of farming, gardening and environmental sculpture/installations. Working with found organic material to celebrate the earth in its complicated design and simplicity brings me amazing joy and comfort. These earth temples are tempered in color and where color is of the natural world, form becomes the idealization of harmonic, conjunctive thought. I call them earth temples. Spirals, pyramids, huts and cylindrical forms harken back to the ancient use of altars and places of reverence for the environment. They are invariably temporary as the earth digests them back into herself through weather and decomposition. In some places I erect another earth temple on top of the ruins of the prior. People who stumble upon them in the woods find an eccentric surprise and a sense of wonder. A place to contemplate and question. In that way the viewer becomes an active storyteller decifering the reason and existence of the temples. They become markers in the cycles of nature and seasons and the infinite power and wonder of nature is a co-conspirator in the making and breaking of the temples.