I wouldn't say religion but clarity. When I see something returning to the soil, it's a very clear process — I can understand what's happening because it's actually occurring in front of me. Nothing is permanent — that sparrow, the dirt, the paper I'm drawing on, me — it's all going to end up together in the end and that's a grounding thought and very humbling. Seeing this process in life and then trying to capture it on paper is almost impossible. If you think about what's driving this constant reclaiming of matter, it's damn near overwhelming, but strangely meditative as well — scratching out thousands of tiny pebbles or individual dirt particles or rendering each vein on a decaying leaf can firmly put you in your place in the universe. 这段话什么意思