In the deep layers of soil beneath the desert, there are nameless little creatures industriously plowing through the earth. These animals, who have never before appeared on the surface, eat the soil. The orientation of their plowing is vertical, only they do not see the direction they are going with their eyes, eyes atrophied long ago. Their vertical motion is in tune with the rhythm of the earth. They use their bodies and minds to conform to this rhythm of nature. This scene is the image of the soul of my art… Can Xue, "Interview with Annelise Finegan Wasmoen for Bomb magazine.