Not One Sound Fears The Silence That

The Attitude I Take Is That Everyday Life Is More Interesting Than Forms Of Celebration, When We Become Aware Of It. That When Is When Our Intentions Go Down To Zero. Then Suddenly You Notice That The World Is Magical.

Each Moment Presents What Happens.

A Sound Does Not View Itself As Thought, As Ought, As Needing Another Sound For Its Elucidation, As Etc.; It Has Not Time For Any Consideration--it Is Occupied With The Performance Of Its Characteristics: Before It Has Died Away It Must Have Made Perfectly Exact Its Frequency, Its Loudness, Its Length, Its Overtone Structure, The Precise Morphology Of These And Of Itself.

The First Question I Ask Myself When Something Doesn't Seem To Be Beautiful Is Why Do I Think It's Not Beautiful. And Very Shortly You Discover That There Is No Reason.

My Work Became An Exploration Of Non-intention.