Growing Up, I Thought I Was White.

I Think I Needed To Really Move Past My First Public Work As Memorialist, And Be Equally Balanced. It's A Bit Unusual, To Be Working Between The Architecture, The Art, And What I Would Say Is A Synthesis, The Memorials - They're Problem Solving, But It's Very Symbolic. You Get This Triangle; I Need To Be Balanced With Those Three. They're All Equally A Part Of Who I Am. I Love How Different They Are, And Yet They're Coming Out The Same Thing, Whatever It Is.

You Have To Have Conviction And Completely Question Everything And Anything You Do. No Matter How Much You Study, No Matter How Much You Know, The Side Of Your Brain That Has The Smarts Won't Necessarily Help You In Making Art.

Some Of Your Teachers Are Actually Closer In Age To You Than You Think.

Ok, It Was Black, It Was Below Grade, I Was Female, Asian American, Young, Too Young To Have Served. Yet I Think None Of The Opposition In That Sense Hurt Me.

Architecture Is Like A Mythical Fantastic. It Has To Be Experienced. It Can't Be Described. We Can Draw It Up And We Can Make Models Of It, But It Can Only Be Experienced As A Complete Whole.