If We Forget What Used To Be,

The Only Thing That Mattered Was What You Were To Do In Life, And It Wasn't About Money. It Was About Teaching, Or Learning.

I Was Probably The First Kid In My High School To Go To Yale. I Applied Almost As A Lark. Then, When I Got There, I Was The Dumbest Person In Your Class.

Nothing Is Ever Guaranteed, And All That Came Before Doesn't Predicate What You Might Do Next.

I Started Studying What The Nature Of A Monument Is And What A Monument Should Be. And For The World War Iii Memorial I Designed A Futile, Almost Terrifying Passage That Ends Nowhere.

I Do Think The Smaller-scale Studio Works Have That Incredible Love Of Data Crunching, Whereas I Would Say The Large-scale Earthworks Tend To Be Much More Stripped-down. With The Mappings, As Connected As They Are To A Much More Analytical Idea, What's A Map? And Can I Make A Map About Time? I Think The First Time Was Hurricane Sandy, The Flood Plane; A Moment In Time, But Indelibly Marked On Any Of Us Who Were In The City. Mapping Time Is Something That I'm Really Interested In.