People are always fighting reality until it's pushed down their throats.

Every one of my works, when I'm looking back, becomes some kind of solution, or something to concentrate on. Something to pay attention to and maybe change direction.

People have too many problems during the day; they don't want to think.

Public art existed all along, but ecological art just naturally grew out of my thinking and writings in that area for years. I didn't get involved in it; I started what then became a movement.

Pattern-finding is the purpose of the mind and the construct of the universe. There are an infinite number of patterns, some of which are known; those still unknown hold the key to unresolved enigmas and paradoxes.

If I like a person, I like them. I may like the art and not like the person.

I wish I didn't have daily problems to deal with, so that I could just concentrate on learning more, every single day.