It Terrified Me To Have An Idea

I Saw The Vietnam Veterans Memorial Not As An Object Placed Into The Earth But As A Cut In The Earth That Has Then Been Polished, Like A Geode.

The Role Of Art In Society Differs For Every Artist.

I Though About What Death Is, What A Loss Is. A Sharp Pain That Lessens With Time, But Can Never Quite Heal Over. A Scar. The Idea Occurred To Me There On The Site. Take A Knife And Cut Open The Earth, And With Time The Grass Would Heal It. As If You Cut Open The Rock And Polished It.

I Probably Spent The First 20 Years Of My Life Wanting To Be As American As Possible. Through My 20s, And Into My 30s, I Began To Become Aware Of How So Much Of My Art And Architecture Has A Decidedly Eastern Character.

We Were Unusually Brought Up; There Was No Gender Differentiation. I Was Never Thought Of As Any Less Than My Brother.