"Words are just a way we communicate. Images are a way we communicate. And I couldn't figure out why they had to be in different baskets."
"I was born in 1942 in a beautiful little town called Deensen, in Germany. Between 1942 and ’45 my father was a forced laborer on farms...If I were to point to something from the camps that one can see most directly in my work it is that we stayed in barracks- with raw wooden floors, walls, and ceilings. I have a feeling that that fed into my working with wood."
- Ursula von Rydingsvard