I was hesitant to approach people. I'm socially awkward. But I was working on a number of memorials, and finally it dawned on me: These are memorials to people who wrote, so I should use their writing. That's how I started to quit.

Killing is unavoidable but is nothing to be proud of

I'd been doing projects outdoors for the public. I made pigeons eat geometry by putting bread out in rhomboids and triangles. I don't know if this activity made sense, but the work was available.

It can be kind of gruesome at times, making things alone.

Expressing anger is necessary.

It's fun wandering around other people's minds.

Disgust is the appropriate response to most situations