The elemental world we all live in is the darkness of the body.
Our appearance belongs to others, we live in the darkness of the body-part of all darkness but felt.
Art is the means by which we communicate what it feels like to be alive.
We are not moving towards some kind of goal. We are at the goal, and it is changing with us. If art has any purpose, it is to open our eyes to that fact.
I want to start where language ends.
I have to say that I reject somewhat the distinction between something called art and something called public art. I think all art demands and desires to be seen.