In the garage of his home on Spokane’s South Side, Michael Larsen chips away at a large chunk of bird’s eye maple. The shape that is emerging is twisting and curving organic tubes, an intricate, almost living, entity. “I am an artist through no choice of my own. It’s a driving force guiding my hands,” he said, “I get lost while I’m sculpting and after many hours of work, I stand back and look at what has transpired. Bit by bit, piece by piece, something has taken shape.”