I Don't Know How To Organise Thoughts.

Intention Involves Such A Small Fragment Of Our Consciousness And Of Our Mind And Of Our Life.

I Don't Know How To Organise Thoughts. I Don't Know How To Have Thoughts.

I Love Drawings, So I've Always Enjoyed Making Drawings That Exist On Their Own.

Make Something, A Kind Of Object, Which As It Changes Or Falls Apart (dies As It Were) Or Increases In Its Parts (grows As It Were) Offers No Clue As To What Its State Or Form Or Nature Was At Any Previous Time. Physical And Metaphysical. Obstinacy. Could This Be A Useful Object?

One Wants One's Work To Be The World, But Of Course It's Never The World. The Work Is In The World; It Never Contains The Whole Thing.