Sculptor Morgan Kinne cobbles together a story. Or several stories if you like. We leave traces of ourselves every day, in everything we encounter. And these traces offer clues to our identity. Even the smallest impression holds within it the creation of place, memory, and history. Buildings naturally speak of contrasts, of opening and closing, revealing and concealing. They penetrate deep into the imagination and stimulate mystery, poetry, beauty, and play. Buildings are of course an extension of those who built them, and a house only holds meaning in its reference to humans. Stories lie in the history, labor, and structural intelligence of the built environment. And in the end, life really is about stories.