There was very little art in my childhood. I was raised in South Carolina; I wasn't aware of any art in South Carolina. There was a minor museum in Charleston, which had nothing of interest in it. It showed local artists, paintings of birds.

I tend to like things that already exist.

Early on I was very involved with the notion of the painting as an object and tended to attack that idea from different directions.

One likes to think that one anticipates changes in the spaces we inhabit, and our ideas about space.

I assumed that everything would lead to complete failure, but I decided that didn't matter – that would be my life.

In the place where I was a child, there were no artists and there was no art, so I really didn't know what that meant. I think I thought it meant that I would be in a situation different than the one that I was in.

One works without thinking how to work.