My Dad Was Dean Of Fine Arts

How We Are Using Up Our Home, How We Are Living And Polluting The Planet Is Frightening. It Was Evident When I Was A Child. It's More Evident Now.

I Deliberately Did Not Read Anything About The Vietnam War Because I Felt The Politics Of The War Eclipsed What Happened To The Veterans. The Politics Were Irrelevant To What This Memorial Was.

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.

Every Memorial In Its Time Has A Different Goal.

I Really Enjoyed Hanging Out With Some Of The Teachers. This One Chemistry Teacher, She Liked Hanging Out. I Liked Making Explosives. We Would Stay After School And Blow Things Up.