Raw clay before firing to make a bronze.
Nature abounds in mysteries to be explored, such as the strange bacchanals that the animals of the Savannah indulge in by ingesting the fermented fruit of the marula tree at the end of May.
I worked separately and together on the positions of each of the elephants in relation to the others, thinking back to Jerome Bosch's parable of the blind men. But there's nothing philosophical about it, just the pleasure of imagining unusual positions.