Monoliths are large, solid, and often somewhat mysterious structures that sometimes appear suddenly in remote areas or within certain cultural contexts. To me, they symbolize awe, incomprehension, and insignificance in relation to nature, as well as everything we do not understand and fear. I place them in various settings, but often amidst the potato and corn fields of West Flanders, simply because that's what I see and inhabit daily. West Flanders is dual in nature: on one hand, I love it, and on the other hand, I spit upon it.