A puddingstone is a type of conglomerate rock composed of various jaspers encased in translucent white silica. It is the family stone of my grandmother, and I always look for it whenever I walk on the beach. The largest puddingstone I have ever found was a bit bigger than a softball. 

I raised this vessel in copper, coated it with high fire flux, added my silver wires, and packed in enamel to mimic the color and pattern of the pudding stone. After it was finished I took it to the exact beach, and exact spot, where I found my puddingstone, and threw it in the water. 

In this piece, I am returning a semblance of what I have taken. The waves will take the vessel and batter it against stone and sand. The enamel will crack and wear away, the wires come undone. Eventually only the core will remain, dented but recognizable as craft. I am giving a physical gift to the lake in material and labor, both are taken and eroded, but not lost.