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The Epiphany For Me Was That I Wasnt A Writer, And I Had To Do Something With These Texts. I Put Them In The Streets As Posters.

Spit All Over Someone With A Mouthful Of Milk If You Want To Find Out Something About Their Personality Fast.

The Desperate Things Seem To Require Attention, The Lovely Things Seem To Elicit Celebration. If I Had To Choose, I Would Go To The Awful In The Hope That Doing Something Could Yield A Happier Result.

A Lot Of Professionals Are Crackpots.

I Moved To New York In The 1970s And Started Writing When I Was At The Whitney Museum Independent Study Program.