I Don't Want To Do Architecture That's

I Promised A Lot Of People I'd Slow Down When I Turned 80.

A Well-designed Home Has To Be Very Comfortable. I Can't Stand The Aesthetes, The Minimal Thing. I Can't Live That Way. My Home Has To Be Filled With Stuff - Mostly Paintings, Sculpture, My Fish Lamps, Cardboard Furniture, Lots Of Books.

I Think You've Got To Accept That Certain Things Are In Process That You Can't Change, That You Can't Overwhelm. The Chaos Of Our Cities, The Randomness Of Our Lives, The Unpredictability Of Where You're Going To Be In Ten Years From Now - All Of Those Things Are Weighing On Us, And Yet There Is A Certain Glimmer Of Control. If You Act A Certain Way, And Talk A Certain Way, You're Going To Draw Certain Forces To You.

I Make A Model Of The Site. There Are Some Obvious Things: Where The Entrance Should Be, Where The Cars Have To Go In. You Start To Get The Scale Of It. You Understand The Client's Needs, And What The Client Is Hoping For And Yearning For.

I Found The Material That People Hated The Most And Used The Most. So, I Was Going And Try And See If I Could Play With It Sculpturally.